Aidan would help; I was sure.
"I’m making us late." She started to walk, shuffling forward through the crowd, but I hauled her back.
"No. This is important."
"It isn’t. You’re already going above and beyond for me, Savannah. Getting me out of my apartment, letting me stay with you. I’d never be able to afford a lawyer like Rachel Laker."
"She’s workingpro bono," I argued.
"I would never have thought to get in contact with her." She squeezed my hand. "Thank you. For everything, Savannah."
"You don’t have to thank me. I’m sorry we lost touch." Her tone set me on edge. "We can call Rachel now. Tell her to press charges."
"No." She shot me a hesitant smile. "We’ll head to your meeting first. That’s important."
"Not more important than this," I tried to argue.
She hustled me forward. "Anyway, I’m curious about Manhattan’s Madam. I don’t want to be late."
Though I frowned at her, my eagerness got the better of me.
As we rushed through the crowds toward Queens of Heart, Aidan called me: "All set."
"Thanks for checking, babe."
"My pleasure. I wanted to ask her something anyway."
"What?"
"Grainne said she’ll show you around."
A squeal of surprise escaped me. "No!! You asked?"
"I’m not going with you, and this is the only way your curiosity will ever be quenched," he teased.
"You’re the best husband in Hell’s Kitchen."
"Not the world?"
"Maybe the city."
"At least the country, surely?"
"The state."
He laughed. "I’ll definitely need to work up to the world, then, huh?"
"For sure." I twisted around to face Cassie, to tell her the weird news, only…
She wasn’t there.
My heart sank.
I stood on tiptoe, trying to see over the crowd, but the only people I noticed were Cade and Lucas who were a couple steps behind me.
"Did you see where she went?" I called out, knowing they had to have. I might be their target, but they couldn’t have failed to spot her drifting away.
In my ear, Aidan demanded, "Where who went?"