The door had barely shut before the driver sped off with a squeal of tires. Wade raised both middle fingers at the car as it disappeared down the street. “He was a rude asshole.”
“He was scared,” Jono said. He stepped back onto the sidewalk and started walking, not bothering to call another ride. It wasn’t worth the hassle.
“He can be both.”
Jono waved at Wade to follow him as he pulled out his mobile to text Sage.Taking the subway in.
Jono didn’t get a response for half a block, half listening to Wade still muttering about how they should give the driver a one-star rating. When Jono finally did get her response, it came as a call rather than a text. Sage’s name flashed over the screen, and he answered immediately. “We won’t be late.”
“Weren’t the two of you getting a ride?” Sage asked.
“We were until our driver saw my eyes. He kicked us out of the car and canceled the pickup.”
“The news is rife with werecreature stories right now, and none of them are positive. That’s still a rude thing to do.”
“See?” Wade interjected. “Even Sage thinks he was an asshole.”
Jono rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t going to have a row with the bloke when it’s his car.”
“I can send someone to pick you guys up,” Sage said.
“We’ll be fine.”
“You’ll be at risk.”
“I understand that, but they’ve proven we’re at risk no matter what we do. Hiding won’t change that.”
“I wasn’t talking about hiding, but about being cautious.”
“We’ll be fine. You know why.”
Sage ignored his subtle reminder about Fenrir. “Are you falling back on your do as I say, not as I do idiocy? Because we’ve discussed your stupidity in that area before.”
Wade cackled loudly at that and smirked at Jono.
Jono shook his head. “That’s more Patrick’s state of being.”
“You both hold the title of idiot when it comes to personal safety sometimes. Traveling outside right now isn’t safe. I thought yesterday was enough of a reminder?”
“I’m aware of that, but I don’t want to be late. We should be fine on the subway.” Jono sidestepped a woman walking her dog, ignoring the way the dog growled at him. “If we keep arguing over this, Wade and I will be at the office by the time you end the call.”
Sage sighed heavily. “Your names are on the security list to be let up. Text me as soon as you reach your stop downtown.”
“The second the train stops.”
Jono ended the call and tucked his mobile into his back pocket. Wade linked his hands behind his head as he walked, side-eyeing Jono. “Can we stop at a bodega on the way to the subway?”
“You’re not supposed to eat in the subway,” Jono reminded him.
“I’ll finish the food before we get there.”
It was a promise Jono knew Wade would have no trouble keeping. He shrugged. “All right.”
Wade grinned widely and raised an arm to fist-pump the air. “Yes!”
“You act like I didn’t make you breakfast.”
“That was hours ago.”
