"She can visit the warehouse, but since I'm also heading there, she can go with me; you're free to leave," he instructed Willa.
"Yes, sir." Willa turned to leave, but I stopped her. "I want to go with her," I blurted out. My outburst made Bryce look at me.
"I'm... more comfortable... I'm more comfortable with her. Can I go with her, please?" I asked, but Bryce ignored my plea. He opened the door. "Get in," he ordered.
"I wish to..." I looked at Willa. I wouldn't be able to carry out my plans if I left with Bryce.
I had been thinking of hiding Cole in the car. My plans were ruined before I could accomplish them.
"I'll grab my bag," I murmured, walked to the car, took my bag, and got in.
Well, it's not completely ruined. I need to know if Cole is there. I'll use this opportunity to search for him.
*
We're on our way to the warehouse; it's been about an hour since we left the coast. I'm sitting in the backseat with Bryce, whose driver is behind the wheel.
