Nox
Fuck!
I pulled my phone from my pocket as the apartment door closed. After two pushes and one ring, Jerrod answered.
"I want to know where you take her."
"Yes, sir."
"Keep both me and Deloris informed. I want round-the-clock surveillance."
"Yes, sir. You'll be constantly informed. She won't make a move that you don't know about."
Damn, that sounded wrong. I wasn't trying to suffocate Charli. That was her word. I was assuring her safety. Why couldn't she see that?
"Safety. That's my number-one objective."
"Yes, sir," Jerrod replied.
I disconnected the call and looked back at Deloris. She was sitting on the sofa hammering out a text message. Briefly her eyes met mine and then with a slight shake of her head, her attention was drawn back to the screen of her phone. My teeth ached with the pressure as I held my jaws together—tighter and tighter. If I didn't find another outlet, surely my teeth would shatter.
As soon as she hit send, Deloris sighed and looked up.