ner of the seat, putting as much distance between herself and Brook as possib

ecise, unhurried movements, as if the desperate transaction th

is eyes fixed on the rain-streaked city, h

didn't want to talk at all. She just needed t

n, her voice barely a w

I don't keep." He cut h

n was brief. Clipped commands. No asking. Only instructi

to use you to get to me," he stated, like it was a fact he'd known all along

cé" landed. He knew

ntrol of your trust fund after the wedding. It's th

worse than overhearing it herself. She felt like merchandise, her va

ut the window, watching the city lights blur throu

The car finally pulled up in front

e one last time. "Two p.m. tom

hout looking back. She ran into her buil

, her stomach tight with anxiety. She expected a bureaucra

rds nodded as they led her through sterile corridors. Every door opened without question. A terr

pane of plexiglass separated her from the other side. A

prison jumpsuit hung loose on his thinner frame. His hair was mor

gh Kayden's chest. This w

guilt. They both picked up the rec

hick. She fought to keep the

e, Katie-girl. Don't you worry

ing a brightness she didn'

ly urgent. He leaned closer to the glass

can't trust anyone. Do you

n time was over. A guard stepped forward, p

pulled away. "Kayden, listen to me!" he y

sat alone, the receiver still pressed to her