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both up at Lilith’s apartment. There’s also some cash in there for expenses , Hotel rooms and whatnot.” She couldn’t help but notice the emphasis he’d placed on the plural, Hotel room s. Suddenly the male bravado made sense in an archaic caveman sort of way. Gregor started to head to the door and then turned quickly with a snap. “I almost forgot. I put in a request, so the car will have a cooler with supplies (blood). With your medical license, Lilith, and the paperwork in that envelope, you shouldn’t have any trouble transporting the “samples”. I didn’t want to take the chance that the supply in Knoxville might be compromised or inaccessible. Call me when you get settled in.” He leaned in the door and pressed a little kiss to Lilith’s cheek.
    Once he was gone, Chan ce and Lilith exchanged a helpless look. “Well, travel buddy. Guess I’ll see you at your place in a bit.” He nudged his shoulder against hers. His smile was warm but there was a faint undercurrent of fear and uncertainty that she didn’t really understand. You might think he had a cushy gig, but Gregor was too old to go out during the day, so he conducted all his business at night, in New York City. She knew of at least a dozen times he’d protected Gregor from muggers over the last few years. So the fear and uncertainty were definitely out of character. Maybe he was just anxious about flying, or about leaving the city in general. Since he migrated to New York City, he’d only left a handful of times with Gregor on business trips. Of course he could just be worried about leaving her father’s safety in Timothy’s hands.
    “Why don’t you call a cab? We can share it, stop at your place and then head to mine. Safety in numbers and whatnot.”
    He forced a laugh and fell into a strained, silent pause. She thought he was going to say no, but he finally agreed. “Well, since I am your newly appointed bodyguard, I suppose that would only be fair. I’d be in a world of shit if something happened to you before we even left town.”
    “Yeah well. Here’s hoping I survive your apartment.” She paused and tapped a finger against her lips thoughtfully. “Maybe I should just wait in the car. Might be safer. You could have one of those stalker chicks scoping out your place waiting to pounce on anyone that gets between the two of you.”
    Chance actually looked offended as she walked past him down the stairs. “Ha. Funny.” His sarcasm seemed a little drier and less playful than usual. After a few minutes pause she heard him jogging to catch up with her.
     
    Lilith stared out the window at the aging warehouse in complete shock. She knew Chance didn’t live in an uptown apartment complex with a security desk but…Dusty windows were broken out, brick crumbling at the worn corners. The walls were covered in layer after layer of spray-paint from local gangs who considered themselves artists. “Holy crap, Chance! I was kidding when I said the car might be safer! Please tell me you do not live here!”
    Chance frowned at her and reached for the door handle. “Suck it up , Cher , and come on. I’m not leaving you in the car.” There was something gruff in his voice, almost like he didn’t really want her seeing his place. Well that was fine with her. She’d much rather wait in the car.
    Reluctantly, she pulled her case out of the car and stood in front of the dark entrance. There was no light inside, just inky blackness that didn’t feel any better than the alley outside the restaurant. “You do get paid don’t you? I mean seriously, Chance. I’ve seen homeless shelters that look more inviting. I never took you for the squatter type.”
    “I like my space, besides it’s the safest place in the city. Who the hell would rob a place like this? And I’m not squatting, I own it.” The soft laugh was edged with irritation. “No judging, just come on.” There was an odd mixture of pride and embarrassment in his voice as he talked