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It might seem far-fetched, but I have to believe it’s possible. Perseverance is what I’m good at. That never-giving-up attitude has saved my ass more than once, and I won’t give up on us now.
* * *
Maximoff isthe only family here at first. They’re easing Luna into seeing everyone, but after she asks about their parents, he’s the one who drops the news: their mom was admitted to the ICU; their dad is at her bedside right now. Luna’s been crying for the past three minutes, but she’s hugging her brother and it’s making this horrific situation more bearable.
Farrow keeps checking his buzzing phone.
I’m sitting in my chair in the corner. “Security, I’m guessing?” He’s not wearing a radio, so he’s probably stuck in group chats. Unlike my phoneless self, Istillhave no communication with anyone, and it’s not fun. But it beats sitting in jail.
“Yeah.” His voice is tight.
“Police still wanna send me back to jail,” I guess again.
His jaw muscles tic.
I think about information I could pry from my family if they lock me in their holding cells. Maybe I could learn about the original plan, but some of them aren’t that stupid. They’re not gonna talk in jail.
Still, there are loose ends, and if I’m the best shot to tie ‘em up… “I could go back.”
Farrow stares down at me like I’m the one who’s lost my mind. “Your family could be locked up formonths. The hearing has no date yet. We don’t know when it’ll take place, so if you go back, the police will try to keep you there.”
“Am I supposed to hide for months? They’re gonna know I snitched on themif my dad is in there while I’m out. He has as much to do with this as I do.”
“Of what I’ve heard, they don’t want to release him.”
“Well maybe they should.”
Farrow side-eyes the wall, glaring. “I hate your dad, and being honest here, it’s a little disturbing you want him out—”
“I don’t like him either,” I remind him. “But I couldn’t have found Luna without him. You know that, and if letting him out means I can be seen freely in public without blowing my cover, then maybe that’s what should happen. Or else, throw me back in and let me get more information—”
“You’renotgoing back in,” Farrow forces out. “And this isn’t even me trying to shake you.Sheneeds you.” He motions with his head towards Luna. “She’s more important than whatever you’ll find sitting in jail. Which could be nothing.”
I’d never disagree with that.
29
LUNA HALE
Everything has changed.It’s impossible to feel like it hasn’t. And I don’t know whether to crumple into myself and cry or scream in rage. But I do neither while I’m around Moffy. He’s already looking at me like I might dissolve into the carpet, and I really don’t need his worry to mount.
Speaking of carpet—it’s ugly. An ugly shade ofblahgray runs down a deserted, maze-inducing hallway. After being at the hospital for two days, I’ve finally left. We just entered a back entrance to the apartment complex from a parking deck, and I’m utterly lost.
At least we’re out of the clutches of the media. Fiendish paparazzi (as Eliot would call them) were camping outside the hospital, and leavingundetectedwas a challenge that the security team aced. A horde of bodyguards flanked me and obscured me while I exited Philly General, and I was skillfully dipped into an SUV. After being dropped off in a parking deck I’ve never seen before—and entering a building completely foreign to me—I just keep waiting for something toclickin my brain.
Nothing has yet.
“This is where we live?” My brows scrunch.
Moffy looks to me with the same toughened green eyes, as if he’s ready to football-tackle the monster who stole my memories. Right now, I like to think of my oldest brother as my memory guide into my missing years, and it’s probably good he’s a protective one.
“This is just the hall,” he answers with a gesture around the undecorated area. “Not that we usually take this back entrance.”
“We don’t?” I peek back at the locked rear door, a sign above sayingemergency exit. The horde of bodyguards didn’t join us. Farrow wasn’t among them since he’s needed at the hospital. Nor was J.P., but I’m not sure why my bodyguard was MIA.
While we’d been safely in the backseat of the security SUV, I told Moffy, “You could’ve brought your son.” I kinda wanted to meet him. Soft baby cuddles would’ve maybe lifted my spirits.
Moffy seemed uptight with someone else driving.Normal.What I remember. “You’ll see him soon.” He pried his eyes off the driver to focus on me. “I just want to make sure you get home okay first. There’s a ton of paparazzi.”
