Page 217 of King of Sin
"Move over."
Vincent frowned and finally looked at him.
"What?"
"Move to the passenger seat," Nolan repeated. "You're in no condition to drive."
"I'm fine."
"No, you're not."
Nolan pointed toward the steering wheel.
"You've been gripping that thing like you're trying to strangle it for the last five minutes. Move."
Normally, Vincent would have argued.
Tonight, however, he was too preoccupied to care. With obvious reluctance, he switched seats with Nolan.
The moment he settled into the passenger seat, Vincent pulled out his phone and immediately dialed Juliet's number.
The call didn't even connect.
A recorded voice informed him that the person was unavailable.
Frowning, Vincent ended the call and tried again.
The same message played.
His expression darkened.
Realization slowly dawned on him.
She had blocked him.
Beside him, Nolan started the engine.
"What happened?"
Vincent lowered the phone and stared at the screen for several seconds before speaking through gritted teeth.
"She blocked my number."
Nolan wisely decided not to comment. Instead, he pulled the car onto the road.
Vincent immediately opened their message thread. His fingers moved quickly across the screen.
‘What are you doing at Cassian's house?’
He paused.
His jaw tightened.
Then he added another sentence.
‘Come over to my house immediately.’
He pressed send.
