chapter 129

Elijah Smith...

I sat in the middle seat of the tinted minivan next to Kevin and one other man. It was supposed to be a disguise when we entered traffic, so we would be able to blend in pretty well.

Cane was the one driving the car, taking us to the location of our choice.

One of our men sat shot gun, and the rest three sat at the back seat.

I kept my eyes planted on the window, remembering Ella's reaction when I tried to kiss her before I left the mansion. She ducked her head, and I just knew that it was so she would be able to avoid my kiss.

Why?

I let out a silent sigh as I cracked my knuckles.

My eyes were still planted on the window, avoiding the tension in the car, when I saw something, more like when I saw someone.

We were about to join traffic when I caught a figure walking down a quiet street, holding a coffee holder with six cups of cheap coffee in it.

I say cheap because the holder was obviously from the small coffee house around the corner, and everyone knows you don