Decode (Luke Series, #7) by Cassia Leo

Author:Cassia Leo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cassia leo, shattered hearts, luke series

Chapter Six

Brina

I don’t have a very good sense of direction, especially not when I’m in a different country, but something tells me we should have arrived at the Kema offices by now. And I don’t think we’re in Covent Garden. Of course, I’ve only been to Covent Garden once, over two years ago, for a show. I’ve been dying to come back to London to see Singing In the Rain on the West End, but Luke said we wouldn’t have time to see it during this trip. This trip is becoming more and more disappointing.

The cab begins to slow as we come upon the corner of Park Lane and Oxford Street. This doesn’t look right.

“Here we are,” the driver declares and Rhianne attempts to jump off the seat, but her seatbelt confines her.

“What is this?” I ask.

“This is the Marriott. Is this not the correct destination?”

“No,” I reply quickly. “No, not at all. I said Kema on Tavistock.”

“Oh, dear. I apologize. I thought you said, ‘Take me to the Marriott.’”

I groan with frustration and instantly feel guilty when I glance at the rearview mirror and see the apologetic look on the driver’s face. “It’s all right. Can you please take me to the Kema offices in Covent Garden. I don’t know the address.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know what Kema is. I’ll have to call in to dispatch. It will be just a moment.”

I fall back into my seat and close my eyes as I realize we are going to be late for afternoon tea.

“Mommy, are you tired?”

I open my eyes and Rhianne’s looking up at me with those big, brown eyes Luke loves to kiss when he puts her down to sleep at night. I smile at her and lean over to lay a kiss on her forehead.

“No, baby. I’m not tired. I’m going to try to get us back to the hotel in time for afternoon tea, but we might be a little late.”

“Where’s Daddy? We can’t have tea?”

I don’t have a watch to check the time so I look into the front of the cab, hoping to see a digital clock somewhere, but all I see is red numbers on the meter, which is still running. I hope I have enough pounds to pay for this cab ride.

“Excuse me, sir? Do you have the time?”

The gentleman looks over his shoulder and smiles. “Just got the address, ma’am. Time’s 2:38.”

Twenty-two minutes until teatime. I don’t know how far I am from the hotel or from the Kema offices.

“I’m sorry, sir. Can you just take us to Claridge’s?”

“Oh, absolutely. I know where that is.”

Great.

“Thank you. Do you know how long it will take to get there?” I ask as he pulls the cab away from the curb.

“Oh, should take roundabouts ten minutes, ma’am.”

Finally, a small sliver of hope.

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