Yvonne Finley looked indifferently at Dax Harrison, glancing momentarily upstairs. "Would you be so kind as to call him for me?"
Since this was someone else's house, she couldn't just wander around freely.
Dax Harrison, however, arched his eyebrows and declined bluntly, "I'm sorry, Miss Finley. I'm not willing to take that risk. Feel free to go upstairs without any hesitation. It's the last room on the second floor. But, if you're not in a hurry, waiting here is also okay."
Yvonne Finley frowned slightly.
Of course she was in a hurry. Anything about Caleb Baker was a deal to her.
Instead of dancing around the issue, she turned and headed straight for the second floor.
After all, his men didn't seem to have any objections.
