Closing the Distance

Tristan's apartment wasn't in some fancy high-rise. It was tucked away in a more out-of-the-way spot, looked pretty normal from the outside, but the security was no joke.

When I arrived, there was a middle-aged man waiting at the gate. I remembered him as one of Tristan's bodyguards from last time.

"Ms. Delaney, go ahead and drive in. I'll let them know to let you through," he greeted me, then swu