She swiped to end the call, then dropped the phone on the floor, where it landed with a dull thud on the carpet.Turning her head into the cushion she’d laid down on, Cassidy let out a muffled scream as tears sparked in her eyes.
Why me?What did I do to deserve this?
David
Fuck.
What had he done in his life to deserve this?
Groaning, David put the phone down and heaved a sigh.Dammit.It was like the entire universe was conspiring against him.
It could be nothing.Maybe the asshole finally got the hint and left.
Or maybe he left to go looking for Cassidy.
Of course, then the question was, where would he have gone looking?
Kincaid had promised that he and the others were proactively looking for the man.They’d put the submissives on seeing if they could figure out where he might be.Considering most women he’d met were as good—or better—than law enforcement when it came to hunting someone down online, David hadn’t scoffed at the idea.Though he would also be putting his own person on it… unfortunately, Jaxon was already buried in work, so having extra eyes was a good thing.
He couldn’t help but wonder how Cassidy was feeling.What she was thinking.
If she was afraid.
Glancing at the clock, he could see it wasn’t too late.He’d pretty much finished the workout he’d planned on doing.He could swing by Jensen’s on the way home.Just to make sure Cassidy was okay.
Decision made, he hit the shower, changed, and got in his car to head to Jensen’s.On the way, he fielded a call from Lincoln—who had also heard from Kincaid.He let Lincoln know that he was on his way over to check on Cassidy.He also admitted that his grandmother had hired her.Lincoln recommended they stay out of public spaces, which was a rule David had already thought of, so it was easy to agree with.
He didn’t want to take the job away from Cassidy if he could help it, and she would be just as safe with his grandmother as she was at Jensen’s.Possibly safer, considering there would be no pot brownies lying around.
At least, there better not be.
Part of her job was going to be making sure his grandmother didn’t decide that pot brownies were a good thing to try.Something that he wouldn’t put past her now that she’d heard about them from Cassidy.
Still, before he talked to Cassidy, he should talk to his grandmother, so he called her as soon as he got off the phone with Lincoln.She responded to the news in about the manner he expected.
“Are you making this up so that she can’t work for me?”
If they were blood-related, this was where he’d say he came by his paranoia.David sighed.
“No, Grandma, she can still work for you.I just want you to be aware of the possible additional danger and the new rules.Cassidy can show you how to order groceries or anything else from the store that you need online, and you two are not to go out to community spaces.”
“But we can still go over to other people’s houses?”
“Yes.”
All of her friends lived in areas where there were a lot of nosy neighbors.They didn’t have one Mrs.Tulieman watching the street; they had a dozen or more.
“And to the community center for Bingo?”
“Yes.”The community center was in the retirement community and was not somewhere anyone could walk around unnoticed.The seniors took note of everyone and everything.If Douchebag showed up there, unattached to any of the residents, they would know.Plus, it was hardly the kind of place he should think to look for her.
“I can still go to book club?”
“Yes.”David did his best to hold in his sigh.He pulled up in front of Jensen’s house, putting the car in park and leaning back in his seat while he waited for his grandmother to run through her questions.
“And mahjong?”
“As long as it’s at someone’s house or the community center.”