After the call, Wesley sat still with his deep gaze staring at nothing in particular. He was contemplating sending a text message to Daisy asking for Rose's house address. The one Rose had taken her to that morning after that night's incident.
He did not really trust Daisy not to tell her friends about them. And even if she really would keep to her word, if he sends a text, her friends could easily get a clue of them working together if they check her phone.
He would not want to alert the enemy's camp in any way after all.
'I'll just ask her about all those when we meet,' Wesley sighed after giving it much thought.
Picking back up his phone, he was about to give her a call but stopped himself again.
'Come on Wesley. You can just send a text tomorrow. For real do I really want to meet her this bad?'
Wesley felt really displeased with how he was behaving.
'I don't like her and should never even like her,' he thought.