Page 40 of Conquering Oz

“Yes?”

“How far away are you?” She recognized Nash’s voice.

Elodie glanced over her shoulder to the entrance. “About fifty feet.”

There was a long stretch of silence. But she wasn’t going to wait for his response.

“I’m not on the list, Nash.”

“Excuse me?”

“Oz obviouslydidn’tput me on it.” She clamped her lips, hearing the bite in her tone. She was not pulling off indifference.

“I personally added your name. You’re on the list.”

I don’t need this bullshit!

Elodie snorted. “They checked twice, and I’m not, therefore I’m heading home.”

“Stay where you are.”

The demand caught her off guard, and she flinched.Excuse me?

“I’ll be down in a minute.”

“That’s not necessary because I’m…” Elodie gasped and pulled the phone from her ear, glancing at the screen. He’d hung up on her.

What the…Elodie pulled up the car service site again. The quicker she got out of there, the happier she’d be. At this point, she’d gladly overpay.

“Elle?”

She spun around and saw Nash marching forward with two men following close behind. He hadn’t lied. It had been less than a minute since he’d so rudely hung up on her.

He stopped a few feet away and gestured her forward. “Follow me.”

Elodie laughed, shaking her head. “No.”

Nash stilled, furrowing his brows. If she had to guess, he hadn’t been toldnooften.

“I have a car on the way. I’m going home.”

His features tightened, and he stepped closer, reaching out and taking her phone. Elodie was too stunned to grab it from him. He tapped the screen, scrolled, then tapped it again before offering it back to her.

“I cancelled it,” he said.

What?She grabbed it from his hand and stared down at the screen.Yep, he’d cancelled it.What the fuck?

“There must’ve been a miscommunication at the entrance, and itwillbe handled. Come with me.”

She kept her feet planted on the ground, watching him take a few steps, then turn back. Nash appeared surprised she hadn’t followed his direct order.I don’t work for you, Nash.

“Oz specifically told me to go to the entrance and give them my name. I did exactly what I was told, and I wasn’t on the list.” She waved her hand between them. “I don’t know what type of bullshit this is, but I can tell you I don’t like it. Clearly, I was not on the list, which tells me he lied. I don’t like liars, Nash. And you can pass that along to Oz.”

Elodie stepped off the curb. She’d call another car service and wait near the street. She didn’t make it five feet before Nash blocked her path. When she glanced over her shoulder, the two other men were standing behind her. She glared over at Nash.

“This is veering dangerously close to a call to the police. Is that what you want?”

Nash’s lips twitched, and he lifted his chin. “That won’t be necessary. Oz is waiting for you.”

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