Chapter 21

"Clifford, what's wrong? You seem a million miles away." Yesenia had been sitting in the car for what felt like an eternity while he just sat there smoking. He'd already gone through two cigarettes, and the car was still idling in the parking garage.

Clifford took a final drag, then flicked the butt out the window before turning to look at her.

"How's your foot?"

Yesenia pouted. "I'm surprised a man as busy as you even remembers my foot. It's not like I'm dying."

She was still bitter about the whole incident. She'd hoped to milk it for all it was worth, but the whole thing had just fizzled out. And that mute hadn't said a peep about it.

"I'm not in the mood to coddle you right now. What do you want to eat?" Clifford rubbed his temples, a weary look clouding his features.

Yesenia blinked, surprised. "What's the matter? Is it something at work?"