I ended the call, tossed the phone onto the passenger seat. Fucking Sarah. Her sarcasm made me want to strangle the steering wheel. But she was right—her time would come. I'd make sure of it.
Another red light. I turned right, glancing at the empty passenger seat where Minne had sat earlier. She'd mentioned a cosplayer friend—Emma. Nala had brought her up too. If I could track Emma down, maybe she'd know more about Minne. Or, long shot, something about Guy.
"Move it, man…" I muttered as the light flipped green. "I've got panties to deliver…"
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I parked the car at the curb, rain still pattering on the windshield. A taxi pulled up behind me. Penelope hopped out, paid the driver, and shook water from her hair.
I climbed out too.
She spotted me, eyes flicking from the car to my face. "Evan." She walked over. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm… uh, here to give Mendy her panties."
"Oh." A grin. "Right. You didn't do anything weird with them, did you?"
"Jesus, Penelope…"
