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    He shook his head. “The manager will never allow that. What if we need to move it?”
    She stared at him for a long time. “I’ll be writing down my mileage before I go. If it’s got more than one extra mile on it when I come to pick it up I’m holding you personally responsible.”
    “I’ll remember that,” he said, innuendo clear in his voice and body language. She barely kept herself from snarling at him. What a jerk.
    “I have some things to transfer,” she said, turning quickly and retreating out of his office. As much as she would have liked to teach him a lesson, she couldn’t afford to let this guy get to her. Because if he touched her or said one inappropriate thing to her, she was going to unload on him, and then the purchase of the car would have been wasted. She needed to continue to fly under the radar and that meant not having the cops called on her for assault.
    She hurried out the main door and jogged down the steps, relieved to see Coleton in the car, still with her cap pulled low over his face. He was unrecognizable that way until she got close. She slipped in beside him and handed him what was left of the money.
    “Hold this. I’ve got to transfer some of my stuff from this car into the new car,” she said as she reversed into the lot then drove to the new car.
    He grunted and took the money, shoving it in his pocket, then spoke with urgency, like she was forgetting something. “But what are you going to do with this car? Park it somewhere?”
    She grunted her displeasure. He didn’t think very much of her yet. “Taken care of,” she said gruffly
    Aria drove through a row of shiny cars waiting for their forever home and pulled to the very end, parking diagonally next to the new car, a slightly beat-up, forest-green Hyundai sedan. In other words, an invisible-mobile. She hopped out of the driver’s seat, rummaged around in the back, and emerged with a backpack she always kept packed with toiletries and a change of clothes. She tossed it and her flashlight and emergency kit into the other car, then motioned to Coleton that he should switch cars. Their eyes met for a moment as he climbed lightly out of her car and she felt a shiver go down her spine at the contact. She bit her lip - hard, denying that it meant a goddamn thing.
    Once he was safely inside the new car Aria got back in her Acura and drove it swiftly to the very far corner of the lot and parked it in between two other cars, then she jogged back to where Coleton was waiting for her. The car salesman stood there, watching her run, a distant look in his eyes. She handed him her keys, keeping her distaste in check, and feeling Coleton’s gaze on her back. Then she jumped into the new car and wrestled it out of the parking lot at its top speed, which felt woefully inadequate to her.
    Aria found a highway entrance and headed north. They couldn’t go too far out of town, but she thought they would be safest just over the border into Tetam County. Coleton was openly watching her as she drove and she felt her face heat under the scrutiny.
    “What?” she finally demanded.
    “Did you sell your car?”
    “No, they are just storing it for me, not that it’s any of your business.”
    Coleton nodded and Aria chanced a quick glance at him. His jaw clenched hard and she noted it, wondering when she had turned into such a bitch.
    “Smart,” was all he ended up saying as he finally turned his gaze toward the window. “Where are we going to stay?”
    “We’ll rent an apartment.”
    He turned to her again, quickly. “Really? Where?”
    “Tetam County,” she answered, refusing to apologize. If he knew this area, he knew what that meant. She could almost feel the air in the car get thick. He had money and standards. That much was obvious. The only question was, how much of it came from his father’s criminal activity? And how much was he going to complain about where she was going to make him stay?
    But he didn’t say anything.