Colton P.i. Protector. Regan Black

let’s go get Nico.” She reached for the door handle again.

      He hit the power lock button. “Hang on. What hardships make you qualified to mentor at the youth center?” he demanded.

      “Oh, no hardships at all.” She sweetened the words with a sugary smile. “My life’s been utterly perfect.” She dropped her sunglasses back into place. “I volunteer out of the goodness of my heart, wearing rose-colored glasses on my quest to change the world.”

      She flipped the lock button manually and exited the car. Clinging to the last of her dignity and composure, she managed not to slam the door. Whatever had possessed her to speak to him that way, she wasn’t going to apologize. Someone should have knocked that chip off his shoulder years ago. He had no right to assume he knew anything about her.

      Of course, prison must have been dreadful, but life didn’t hand out free passes to anyone. Frustrated with herself as much as with him, she stalked across the street and waited in front of the building.

      Gripping the microchip scanner, she reminded herself Nico was the top priority. Going in riled up and anxious would only put them all at risk, especially if Nico was inside. She took deep, slow breaths and pulled herself together for the task ahead.