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Max pulls away from me, and steering the SUV back onto the road, he murmurs, “That’s a good precaution.”
Precaution or not, it fills me with worry.
Leaning forward, I pick up my purse from where it’s lying by my feet and tuck my passport and the letter inside it. My eyes land on my cell phone, which I haven’t switched on since we left my penthouse.
Jesus, I haven’t even thought about my penthouse.
I wonder if Papa had all the damages fixed. How did he explain the attack to the media?
God, I’ve been closed off from the world.
“How long before we reach the border?” I ask as I glance around us.
“Thirty minutes. Have you been to Switzerland?”
Nodding, I reply, “Yes. Papa and I used to spend our winter vacations skiing in the Alps.” Clearing my throat, I ask, “Do you know what happened after the attack? Was there a press release?”
Max nods. “Yes, everyone thinks it’s a burglary gone wrong. They were told the police responded, and a gunfight ensued. You’re on a much-needed vacation in Bali to recover from the trauma.”
My lips part with shock. “And they believed it?”
“Money can cover up anything and buy anyone’s silence, Cami.”
“Right,” I relax back in my seat and place my hand on his thigh again. “It’s good news, though, and I have a story for when I return from thisvacation.”
There’s a moment’s silence, then Max asks, “Do you want to return?”
My eyebrows lift. “To France? Of course.”
“No, I mean to your life,” he explains. “Being a socialite.”
“Honestly?” I think for a moment. “No.” My tongue darts out to wet my lips. “I’m thinking of talking to my father so I can step away from the spotlight.”
“What will you do then?” he asks, “Sell your photos?”
“Yes.” I let out a sigh. “Among other things.” I turn my head and look at Max. “I just want to do something that’s more satisfying.”
“You can always become my lookout while I’m on a job,” he jokes.
I let out a chuckle. “I didn’t think you had it in you to make a joke.”
Max’s eyes lock with mine for a second, and the smile drops from my face. “Are you serious?”
He shrugs and places his hand on top of mine. “I can promise you it will be a hell of a lot more exciting than being a socialite.”
A doubtful chuckle escapes me. “My father will have a heart attack.”
“You’re twenty-seven, Cami. Make your own decisions in life.”
I shake my head. “You’re insane.”
Silence falls between us again, and the rest of the way to the border, my thoughts are filled with wild fantasies of Max and me becoming a couple like Bonnie and Clyde.
But that’s all it will ever be – a wild fantasy.
Chapter 23
Max
