Chapter 133 *

Vesper’s POV

"Right on time," Daxon said. He looked tired. Dark circles under his eyes.

"You look like shit."

He laughed. "Thanks. Haven't been sleeping well."

"Why?"

"Work stuff." He pulled out of the parking spot. Started driving. "Nothing you need to worry about."

I didn't push. Just watched the city fade behind us as we headed north.

We drove for about an hour. The buildings got smaller. Then