k, swore he' d
pursuit, promising a world where m
revealed recurring, substantial transfers to
the sight of his second car in the drivew
, her panic palpable, and behind her, two smal
ile vanished when he saw me, followed by his
gging, "Those aren' t my k
e act of protection, a story Chloe tearfully co
I could ask who this father was, she shrieked, pulling a paring knif
, comforting a sobbing Chloe, their
owing this charade, thi
e. He didn' t buy himself more time; he' d o