Chapter Eleven

Cat couldn’t deal with the bus. She wasn’t sure about the timetable at this time of the day, so she flagged down a passing taxi and jumped in. It only took 20 minutes to get to her townhouse outside of peak hour traffic.

Walking fast up the short drive, she turned the corner into her covered entryway and stopped dead. Eric was leaning against her door, arms folded against his chest, glaring at her.

How did he manage to get here so quickly? Cat moved in front of him, lifting her head defiantly, sighing Cat said, “Look Eric, everything that needed saying was said in the letter I left you.”

Eric straightened away from the door, looking grim. He grabbed the keys she was holding and opened her door. He then turned, hooking his hand on her elbow, and dragged her into the townhouse. Cat spun away from him, rubbing her elbow.

“Was that really necessary?” she snipped angrily.

Eric pocketed her keys and slammed the front door closed, making Cat jump.

“You said all you wanted to say! What about w