Trading UpChapter 6
I followed her back to her place and when she pulled into the driveway, there was another car there. I wondered whether it was a second car she kept, as I parked next to the curb, but someone got out of the car to meet her. I got out and wondered what was going on when I saw the look on her face. “What are you doing here, Martin?” she asked angrily, slamming her car door. Ah. The ex-husband. “I came to talk to you,” he said, looking back and forth between the two of us as I approached. “Can...