This might've been the worst idea he'd ever had.
Slowly locking the door, he glanced behind him to see Helene still in the face she'd chosen for the night.
But something about her was different. She was... giddy. More free with herself, letting her hair fall behind her as she tilted her head back.
And it was unnerving to him. Especially after everything that'd happen tonight.
He'd secured a deal, fought a monster of a man, been the cause of brawl, and caused a high-speed car chase all in one night.
Hearing hints of police sirens, he paddled across the room towards the window.
Pulled the curtains back slight and peeped through, nothing there but the road.
Even still, they would still be looking for them. Especially after Helene assaulted a police officer like he was a ragdoll.
'Think, Caleb. Think.' He thought of all the ways this could possibly be traced back to him.
