What were they going to do? Wren turned to Tony. Even though he had just met the man, he felt desperate times called for desperate measures, so he didn’t hesitate to ask for the favor. “Hey, Tony—can Rufus stay with you for a while? Until this woman is caught?”
Tony smiled. “Of course. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that myself.” He touched Rufus’s arm again. He seemed a very touchy-feely kind of guy. In another time and another place, Wren might have found his physicality very promising. “Dude, you can stay at my crib for as long as you need. I’ve got a cool guest room.”
“No.” Rufus stared at both of them. “No one is chasing me out of here. This is home for however long I have it. And I don’t know how long that’s gonna be, now that the service is most likely gone. If some bitch wants to try and harm me, let her come ahead.”