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Kelsey leveled a look at him. “We do know a guy…”
“But can Miles help with this?”
Miles Green was currently dating Diha. That relationship was why he’d transferred to the US to work as a liaison. Jessica knew that much just from what Diha had told her when the girls had been hanging out. The relationship seemed both old and new. New enough Diha blushed and squirmed when the other girls spoke. And yet, old enough in the sense that Diha and Miles seemed to know exactly who the other was, what they wanted, and where they were headed. Jessica had only glimpsed them together for a few minutes, but she already knew she wanted that for herself.
She shrugged. “Don’t know if we don’t ask.”
“I still think we should pack it up and go home,” Samuel said.
Jessica turned toward Samuel, who held up his hand to stall her. “Just because I think that’s what we should do and I want to say it doesn’t mean we have to. I already know you want to stay, and I’ll not push the issue so long as I don’t think you’re at risk. I’m on the line, though.”
That, Jessica could work with.
“Why don’t we go grab some lunch, hm? Though I suppose by now, it’s an early dinner.” Baruti suggested. They were all out of synch with being jet-lagged and staying up late. “It’s getting later in the day. We’re all jetlagged. Last night was a lot. Let’s have some food and wait to see what Miles can tell us. Chances are, Diha has already gotten his input and is working on more for us. We just have to be patient.”
“Probably,” Samuel muttered.
“Oh, shit.” Kelsey held up her phone and cringed. “It’s Logan…”
Jessica gaped at her. “Answer it.”
Kelsey drew in a breath, stood, and tapped the screen. Jessica heard a soft, “Hey,” before Kelsey stepped into the bathroom.
“I would not want to be her right now,” Baruti said.
Jessica whipped her head around. “Why?”
Baruti and Samuel shared a look.
“You never met Logan, did you?” he asked.
“I think he was in the room once.” She squinted. “Maybe? But no, I wouldn’t say I really met him.”
“Logan is…” He tilted his head. “Protective.”
“I’m fine,” Kelsey said loudly from behind the closed bathroom door.
Jessica cringed.
Oh, boy.
It was that kind of phone call.
She covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled.
It was endearing that even a kick-ass woman like Kelsey had someone in her corner ready to scold her for taking a risk.
Jessica felt eyes on her and turned her head to smile up at Samuel. He had a flat, unamused stare aimed her way. Whatever conversation Logan was having with Kelsey was probably a variation of the talk Samuel had given her last night.
Jessica understood the concern. She wasn’t ignoring it. Those risks factored into her decision to stay. Because she believed in what they could do.
Everyone had come out okay last night. One bump in the road wasn’t reason enough to stop. She knew if they stayed on this trail they’d find something.
Tuesday. Oliver’s Apartment, London, UK.
Oliver stared at the plain wall of his flat while doom rained down on him.
He was fucked.