Chapter 23

“Maybe.”

“Danny, that isn’t how this works. You can’t keep hiding from us by running around the city.”

The pang in Danny’s chest grew tighter and he felt the urge to throw everything off his desk, including the bags of food, and scream at Stella to stop psychoanalyzing him like one of her cases. But he shouldn’t need to do that. He was better than that.

Taking a breath, he stood from his chair to avoid the temptation. “It’s not patrol. I have plans tomorrow night, okay? I can’t cancel them. I’ll join you guys next week, I promise. I haven’t been good company lately anyway. I need a break.”

“From me?” Stella tilted her head with a crook to her mouth that betrayed how hurt she was by his words.

“From me,” Danny said honestly. “From a lot of things. I can’t exactly take a break from being Zeus, so I need something to distract me for a while.”

“And what something is that?”