“Need any help?”

Isabella closed her eyes and wished herself anywhere but down on her knees in the underground car parking of their office with Adam looming over her as she attempted to replace the tire that had gone flat since she had left her car parked there that morning. Trust him to always come looking for her in a very awkward situation. There was something about the flat tyres and Adam and it was well connected.

She had left her office a little before seven o'clock convinced by the silence in the adjoining office that Alex had already left for the day until she had arrived at the underground...