“Can you promise me you’re not in any immediate danger?” he finally asks. “Safe as a baby at a fire station.” “And she doesn’t appear to be unstable?” “Nope,” I quip. “Did she explain why she kidnapped you?” “Not yet, but as you taught me, I’m trying to get that delayed gratification.” “That’s not a good time to use that, Austin,” he huffs out, and I can practically see his eyes roll to the back of his head.
