Chapter 75

Clara

“So, let me get this straight: I do my own laundry even though I have the money to pay someone to do it for me?” Alistair asks as he drives us through Stockholm. Apparently, he still knows how to drive a car.

“Yeah? Do you think that’s weird?”

“Very,” he laughs, which confuses me.

“Why would it be weird?”

“Because I’m lazy, and the reason I’m laughing is because I must have had a cleaning la