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He closed his eyes, screwing his fingers into their sockets. “This deal has a lot of strings attached to it.”
“We’re one big messy knot, Mr. Sun. Deal with it.”
The Prius cruised down the tree-lined streets of Potomac, fending rain off its windshield.
It seemed so light. So insubstantial against nature.
A deathtrap.
I gripped the armrest, sinking my fingernails into it until I ripped the cheap fabric, ignoring the way my heart beat at ten thousand pulses a second.
His blood.
His face.
The scent of burned flesh.
The memories washed over me with rain, just as they always did. But denying Farrow this request meant continuing our earlier argument, and I didn’t want to risk it.
So… you’d rather risk perishing in this deathtrap?
Not my finest act of logic, but I’d quickly discovered logic didn’t exist when it came to Farrow Ballantine.
I double-checked my seatbelt, half-expecting it to split if I tugged too hard. “Must you drive like a maniac who just binged on four kilograms of coke?”
She continued speeding toward the outskirts of town. “I’m driving below city limits.”
I wanted to throttle her and kiss her at the same time.
We both dripped salty water into her seats, our clothes heavy and sticking to our bodies.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
“No, you’ll tell me,” I snapped. Then, realizing I was being an asshole again, I cleared my throat. “I need at least some sort of control over the situation. This is triggering me.”
She pressed her lips together, mulling this over. “I’m taking you to my hideout place. I used to go there whenever I returned home from Seoul. I’d spend my entire summers locked up in a treehouse I built for myself.”
I believed her. Believed this woman built an entire fort for herself because life didn’t give her a kingdom of her own.
I stared at the tears in the car roof, welcoming the distraction. “Where?”
“Gold Mine Trail.”
“Greatplace to hide bodies.”
“Kept my options open.” She shrugged, her wrist slung on the steering wheel as she accelerated, ignoring the pounding rain. “Ididlive with Vera, Reggie, and Tabby.”
“Your father should’ve divorced her.”
Better yet—dumped her the minute he saw Farrow was unwelcome in that house. I secretly harbored some pretty fucked-up feelings toward the man.
He was dead now, but not dead enough to atone for how he’d treated his daughter.
Fae nibbled on her lower lip, considering my words.
“He was like me. He really wanted a family, at all costs. And… I guess it blinded him. The possibility of being welcomed into one.” She paused. “This is why I don’t do relationships. I don’t want to make the same mistake. To give too much of myself to the wrong person.”
