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I woke up thisto no texts from Bishop, and that made me sick at heart He’d frantically tried to reach me yesterday, but I knew that if I spoke to hi to New York, and I knew instinctively I needed to get away But there was nothing from him today, and I wasn’t sure if that was a kiss-off or what I do intend to call him, and that will most likely be today

At some point

Maybe tomorrow

It’s not to say I didn’t have texts, though There were several, mostly fro this sordid story unfold in the hockey sports world Of course, the big neas the ainst the newly minted sports franchise But it didn’t mean people didn’t want to talk about the juicy stuff like Bishop anda false relationship while I had a scandalous affair with Sebastian in order to beat Nanette out of a job That’s actually as being reported, and it made me sick to my stomach

There was one text that made me feel a little bit better, and weirdly, it was froive him my number, but I’thy for a text, but I sort of got the feeling that was his preferred method of communication

It had said, Hope you are feeling better today The news is out and it’s going to be brutal for a while The teaations are 100 percent false and will be easily disproved in court Also, we are dis petty and vindictive, and also are no one’s business Just be prepared…reporters will call you It is up to you and Bishop to issue any or no statement at all, but whatever you do, you both have our full support Keep your chin up Your job is waiting for you

It was a really nice text

It made me realize that I had to seriously consider a return to Phoenix When I’d left,to come back to New York permanently and take Elizabeth’s offer ofBishop hadit Dominik’s text made me also reconsider

The walk to Elizabeth’s is nice, punctuated every so often by trees planted right into the New York sidewalks Her building is made of taupe-colored bricks, and because there’s so on, the entrance is covered by a tented ay My focus is on that as I approach, but just before I reach her apart’s entrance, the hair on the back of my neck stands up

I stoptheaze sweep in an arc, across the street to a s with sharp spires on top Sitting on a bench right in front of it is Bishop

He’s leaning back, both ar an ankle on one knee He’s wearing a suit that’s wrinkled and rumpled in a way that tells me he’s been in it for a while Given that he should have been on a plane yesterday flying fro immediately flew from Phoenix here to New York, he looks appropriately disheveled

As I stare at him, he merely raises a hand to wave at me

I can read nothing on his face—not anger or disappointment He doesn’t seem bent out of shape because he’s chased me across the country Yes, he appears to be a little tired, but that’s a given However, he doesn’t look happy to see ned

While I’d like to turn tail and run into the safety of Elizabeth’s building, which has a security pad on the door, I know that I have no choice but to find out why Bishop is here

Stepping to the edge of the sidewalk between two cars parallel parked there, I check the onco traffic tomy way across to him

He studiesfroain, before they really only roa him, and whereas I’d nor but hesitancy there now It doesn’t bode well for either of us

“Hey,” I say as I step onto the sidewalk and come to stand in front of him