“Though I don’t love the idea of you on the train at night.” “It’s a five-minute ride,” I said. “Three stops.” He grunted but said nothing, which in Chase terms meant he didn’t agree but didn’t want to argue with me. Stubborn man. I elbowed him gently. “I don’t have any evening classes, anyway. The only time I stay late is when we’re on deadline for the paper.” “Good,” Chase said. “I’ll pick you up on those days.”
