Cole's expression shifted slightly.
"You know Irene," he said. "That's not going to work. Say something else."
I knew exactly what he meant. Irene wasn't likely to appreciate having someone assigned to watch over her, especially if she believed she was perfectly capable of looking after herself. If James tried to follow her around too closely, she would probably find a way to get rid of him. And if he attempted to tell her what she could or couldn't do, there was a good chance she would turn the entire thing into another thing.
But I didn't care.
"Then she doesn't go anywhere," I said.
Cole held my gaze for a moment, apparently considering whether to argue. Whatever conclusion he reached, he kept it to himself.
I turned away before the conversation could continue. There was no point
