CAELIN POV
I was just a man sitting in a car watching his mate eat lunch.
Totally normal behavior.
Perfectly healthy.
Nothing concerning about it whatsoever.
She'd been in court all morning and I knew she'd skipped breakfast because her hearing had run long and she hadn't had time for her usual routine. By eleven-thirty she'd already been running on caffeine, stubbornness and whatever dark magic lawyers used to survive the legal system.
Naturally, I was concerned.
Very concerned.
Concerned enough that I'd spent twenty minutes debating whether showing up at the courthouse with a smoked salmon and avocado sandwich would make me look caring or get me arrested.
The answer was probably both.
Fortunately for everyone involved, Martha eventually left the courthouse and headed toward the
