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"Let's go!" I shout, adrenaline pumping through.
On the bridge, the traffic moves faster than usual, but not fast enough. Behind me, I can hear the sirens, the cop car following me over to Brooklyn.
The traffic empties into Brooklyn and I make a sharp turn to take me to Downtown Brooklyn,
Fuck!
A crowd of kids crossing up ahead.
I swerve into a side street, not expecting traffic, and slam into the back of the garbage track. The impact jarring all the way through my body.
Behind me, the cop car catches up, blocking me in.
"Get out of the car with your hands up," the voice comes through the car's PA system and I know I'm done.
I climb out of the car, hands raised over my head."
"Hello, officers, fancy seeing you here."
***
It takes Clarissa almost three hours to come and bail me out, even though I call her almost as soon as I get to the station.
And when she arrives, she looks about as happy with me as the cops.
"What is wrong with you?" she hisses as soon as I'm released.
"What? It was just a car accident. It happens. You look good, by the way. Finally, we get to spend some time together," I say, truly happy to see her.
If eyes could strangle, hers would be wrapped around my neck, choking the life out of me. "Is that why you called me and not your lawyer?"
"Nope, he's out of the country right now. Probably sleeping. So, I didn't want to waste my call on him. You didn't answer my call either, by the way, but at least you checked your voicemail." It sounds accusing, and maybe I mean it that way.
She tries to hail a cab, but none stop. "I've been busy. How many times do I have to tell you that?"
"Until I believe it, Clarissa. Until I believe that after spending every moment together for weeks, now you can't stand to be in the same room with me for two minutes, other than when we're asleep. Something is going on, and just saying you're busy isn't going to cut it." Kevin pulls over and I guide her towards the car. "So come on, I'll drop you off at the club. I have to get ready to leave for Damien's wedding tomorrow."
"Matthias," she hesitates, grappling with something within herself.
"What?" I ask, not daring to hope.
"Nothing. Um, I talked to the police, they said that they're not going to press charges. Pay for the damages, but that's it. I don't know how you managed that, but..."
I kiss her on the cheek before she can stop me. "I told you, I have an adoring audience in every room," I joke. "I thought you would've known that by now."
She looks pained. "You're going to get in trouble one of these days. And I'm not going to be there to bail you out."
I open the car door for her and she climbs in.
"Then, darling, nothing else will matter."
Chapter 35
Clarissa.
Myanxietyisatan all-time high. It's been growing since the night of the gala and now I can barely get through the day without having at least one full blown anxiety attack.
And the only person who's ever really helped me, the only person I've felt comfortable seeing me that way... is the one person I can't call.
