"I can walk." Mostly because Alex refuses to be carried. She refuses to make it something that makes her appear weak right now. Alex isn't weak and she's not going to let him think that she is.

She rises to her feet and looks at the door to the car again. Honestly, if there was something that convinced Alex that she wasn't coming back here it was this. When she didn't show up, someone would come looking for her, and eventually Nic would think to send them here and when they saw her car what would they think? What did it matter.

"What arrangement?" Alex can't help but to ask, because it's familiar a battleground that the two of them had already gone over more times than she can count. "That I can't leave and we're going to Geneva? That you'd kill me? That Thomas Warren definitely is going to when we get there? How the hell does that benefit me?"