Page 92 of The Big Fix

“Where’s Owen?”

“I put him on a plane back to the States this afternoon. To his grandparents.”

“Okay, good. Listen to me, Sara. I need you to get in your car and drive to a well-lit, populated spot and wait for me. I’m grabbing a cab now and heading to Sui Ying Pun. You call me as soon as you stop.”

“Got it. Okay. Will do.”

She sounded better, calmer. A plan was always good.

I hung up, rushed to the street, and hailed a cab. I was moving in moments, on my way to meet her. I called her to check. “Are you in the car? Are you driving?”

“I had to get my luggage and—”

“No.” Fuck. “Sara, just you. Just go. We can go back for whatever, but right now, I need you in the car. Hurry up!” I barked at her.

“Yes. Okay. Going.”

She hung up, and I waited as the driver made great time, weaving in and out of traffic. I’d promised him a hundred to get me there fast.

I called again, and she said she was on the road. No one was following her. “What if I overreacted and I’m making us both nuts for no reason?”

“Let’s just stick to the plan. Keep driving.”

She hung up, and I waited as long as I could, a good five minutes.

“Okay,” she said when she answered again. “I stopped. I’m safe.”

“You’re sure?”

“This street is crazy busy, Jared. I’m good.”

“Text me where you are. The name of the street or intersection.”

A message popped up seconds later, and I leaned forward, over the seat, showing it to the driver.

“Got it,” the cabbie assured me. “We’re close.”

Close.

I took a breath and called Sara.

“I’m feeling really stupid right now,” she confessed. “And embarrassed. I’m dying inside, terrified of what you must think of me after what Ronan told you.”

“I think you’re amazing, just like I always have. And he’s an idiot.”

She huffed out a breath. “Thank you for not just being his friend. It means a lot. Most men wouldn’t have made him tell me. They would have kept his secret instead, taken his side.”

“Not me. Your friendship has always been just as important to me.”

“Oh, I know.” She was sniffling. “I know.”

“Stay in the car. Keep the doors locked. I’m almost there.”

“I’m feeling dumber by the second.”

“No. Better to be safe.”

“Okay,” she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll be waiting.”