Meanwhile, Nolan had been standing in line for hours. He looked ahead and sighed heavily.
"At this rate, we might not be able to reach the counter until the mall closes," he muttered, turning to the other queue to look for Ashley.
His brows drew together when he didn't see her behind him. Their queues were moving at different paces, and he had lost track of who was ahead and behind. But when he looked again, he finally caught sight of her further up.
Nolan heaved a sigh of relief. "What was I thinking?" he murmured. "The madam wouldn't try to leave now."
If Ashley had planned to escape, she would've done it long ago. She could've taken control of the car on their way here or slipped away when she stopped by the restroom after they arrived. But throughout, Ashley hadn't shown any sign of doing anything other than getting her hands on the game Primo requested.
To his surprise, he saw Ashley nod at the person she was talking to before stepping out of the queue.
