Chapter 46 - Chapter 46: The Man Who Made Me

Fucking legend.

Vuyi slips into her building, leaving a pavement full of photographers and reporters with nothing to say, and I could not be prouder of that girl.

Standing up for herself. Showing the world exactly who she is — not because I wanted her to, not because somebody pressured her into it. Because she owns it, and she isn't trying to hide any more.

Every fibre of me wants to chase after her and beg her to talk to me. Ask her to let me explain where my head has been and tell her how miserable I've been without her. But she asked for time, and she promised we'd talk next flight. So until then, I'm going to deal with the things that are holding me back from being the man she deserves.

Her nerve puts some of its own into me as I drop down into the G in the basement parkade and let my phone find the car's speakers. Coming up the ramp out of Ashford Place, I dial Given, and his ringtone fills the car.

"Big Z. I'm still working on your contract and the Sibisi business. I don't have much for you yet."

"You're fired."

A moment of silence hangs in the car. "Sorry, I didn't catch that. Are you on the car speakers?"

"You're fired, Given."

He lets out a condescending laugh. "No, I'm not."

I put on my indicator, turn out of the ramp and pull up on the quiet side of The Halliwell, not saying another word about it.