Valentine hummed acknowledging her words without saying anything. Brushing his fingers together in an absent gesture his thoughts seemed to evade him, but he knew – deep down, that Charlotte was taken care of. That he’d done right by her and if he’d come here to settle a debt to her then by all means he’d done that.
He should be on his way, making sure that no one saw him in this neighborhood. She wasn’t the only one not really keen on the two of them being seen together. Charlotte was still useful and the name in his jacket pocket stood testament to that – cutting an investigation that would’ve taken months down to days.
The Commander nodded. “Yes,” then he nodded once more, for himself rather than her. “Something comfortable and then a long nap.” He said, easing her gently off his lap to stand up. Valentine walked in the hallway to get his jacket on, turning slightly. “You may not agree, but what you’ve done – that’s a good thing.”
Lottie rose to her feet, her feelings about all that had happened still muddled but very aware she felt better at the same time. It was a real conflict of interests but it had certainly saved her a lot of effort setting something up, most of which was not very satisfactory, especially when compared to what she had just experienced.
She nodded at the instructions, she had every intention of getting changed and then watching TV in bed for a while until she fell asleep. Lottie looked away at the reminder of what she had done earlier and the trouble she could get into but strangely she couldn’t regret it given what it had just got her – that and she didn’t get on board with the whole drug scene despite seeing the possibilities. “Good night then, let’s hope you don’t find the need to see me again,” she said as they reached the door, her attempt at her usual brattiness failing her for the moment. Probably because she didn’t believe a word she was saying – although she clearly wasn’t telling him that.
Lottie's wild adventure 