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“I’ll send it now, but are you sure you’re going to come? The clock is ticking.”
“I’ll be there.” I end the call and inhale deeply. It feels like the world is piling every single brick ever made on my back. The question is, can I stop Morris before I break?
CHAPTER TWELVE
River
Through a hazy lens, I stare across the room at Huff, who’s standing in the doorway with a worried frown on his handsome face.
“What took you so long?” I ask.
His angular jaw goes rigid. “I only just found out you were committed.” He pauses, his blue eyes intense. “Did you try to kill yourself?”
“No. Absolutely not. Your fucking brother told the hospital that.”
“I should’ve known.” He shakes his head in disgust.
“Why would he do this to me?” Stressed beyond words, I push my hands to my face and exhale. These last few weeks have been a nightmare. I don’t even know what drugs they were pumping into me half the time.
Huff walks over and sits on the bed. “Kyle’s up to something, Riv. He lied to my parents and said I knew you were in the hospital. He told them it was best to leave you there because you were unwell.”
I can’t believe this.“I told my parents the truth—that you were still alive—and they didn’t believe me. But only because they called Kyle and asked him point-blank if you were really dead. He convinced them you were.”
“I think he wanted to stop you from telling more people I’m still alive.” Huff shakes his head. “I’m really sorry, River. I keep making a mess of everyone’s lives.”
“Define mess,” I say.
“Kyle fucking with your life. Also, I had the chance to kill Morris in Paris and didn’t do it. I wanted to, but I just…” His shoulders drop.
Is that what he feels guilty about?“Kyle isn’t your responsibility, Huff. And you shouldn’t feel bad just because killing doesn’t come easy to you.”
“Morris poisoned LA’s drinking water. Now he claims he’s done the same to Atlanta. Millions of people are going to die.”
Oh God.“Yep. You shoulda killed him.”
“Which is why I have to make things right.”
I reach for his hand and give it a gentle squeeze. It amazes me how even his fingers look ripped. “How can I help?”
“You need to stay here and rest.”
That’s not much help. “Not going to happen, Huff. Tell me the plan.”
“Riv, I don’t want to get you sucked into this.”
I’m already sucked in. “Are you still planning on doingit?”
“Doing what?” he asks.
“Removing yourself from this planet.”
“I don’t know.”
My stomach twists into an angry knot. “You’re an idiot, Huff. Seriously.”
“Thank you.”
“No. Really. While I was at that facility, forced to do therapy and group sessions, you know what I couldn’t stop thinking about?”
