Noelle
As much as I respected Trevor’s uncanny abilities, I did not think the tampered with the elevator. I suspected it was a little more complicated than unscrewing the cover of a heating vent. “Besides,” I reassured Robert, “Trevor had no way of knowing those boxes would arrive late, or that you would show up at that moment to help me carry them. If not for tou, I would have carried them down the stairs one by one.”
“That’s true,” Robert stroked the side of my face. “That kid has me suspecting everything.”
I pushed my body against his and rose up on my tippy toes to kiss him again. Call me brazen but it distracted me from the fact that we were stuck in a metal box with no doors. It made me forget about the terrible experience I had in Nairobi when I was a kid. The fact that I could f
