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“He wants to go after Marco for anything he can. He already knows about the drugs he sells, but he doesn’t have anything solid enough to go after him for it,” I explain.

“So, he wants you to help him? Testify against Marco or something like that?”

“He didn’t say anything about that. He just asked about Nico, insisting I knew what happened. And then he started asking about the drugs. Was Nico dealing for Marco? That sort of thing. Then he started pressuring me to help him get Marco on a wire about the drugs.”

“He wanted you to wear a wire?” Rurik’s angry tone is back, at least it’s not aimed at me this time.

“Yeah. I said I didn’t know anything about anything. That I wasn’t sure what Nico was doing, and I didn’t know any Marco DeAngelo.” I glance at the mile maker as we pass. We’re almost home.

“But he’s still looking for you.”

“A dog with a bone, that detective,” I mutter as I reach into my bag.

We’re close enough now, I pull my original cellphone from the bottom of the bag.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to try calling Megan. We’re basically in town, so even if I ping a cell tower, what does it matter? Now that we’re here.”

“We’ll be at Alexander’s soon; don’t turn it on. When we’re home tonight, do it then. Your cell can’t be tracked there.”

“Why?”

“Because I have jammers that prevent tracking and surveillance.”

“Wait.” I drop the phone back into the bag and turn to him. “Did you say when we get home?”

“I did.” He nods, changing lanes so he can merge into the exit lane soon.

“If the cops are outside my apartment, it would be smarter to stay with Megan for a few days, right? Do you think this Alexander might be okay with that?”

Aside from which, we’re going to need at least a full night and day for us to catch up on everything crazy thing that’s happened.

“You’re not going back to your apartment, no,” he agrees, a little too quickly. “But you won’t be staying at Alexander’s, either. You’ll come home with me, where you belong.”

Okay.Did I miss something, somewhere?

“What the hell are you talking about? I don’t belong at your house.”

“Mira.” It’s a warning shot.

He’s suggesting with one word that I don’t push him. But yeah, I’m gonna push him.

If I could reach across and get his door open, I might just shove him out of the car.

“Rurik. It’s a nice offer, but really, once you drop me with Megan, you can go on your merry way.”

Isn’t that what he told me he was going to do anyway? I would become Alexander’s problem once he dropped me on his doorstep?

“No.”

“I’m not going home with you.”

“Yes, you are.”

I laugh, because he’s back to making me want to rip his eyes out.

“No, caveman, I am not.”