“It doesn’t seem as though I have much choice then, does it?”I shot her an accusing glance.
“I suppose not.”Her tone sounded unconcerned.
“His name is Fabian, and that’s all I know.”Briefly, I thought I recalled Fabian introducing himself with his second name, but for the life of me, I couldn’t recall what it was.Perhaps Harper’s amnesia was contagious.
“Okay.”She sounded unconvinced.“And do you have an address for this Fabian?”
“I have a number,” I told her.“Or Adam does, if I can find the mobile phone he had.I think it’s at the house.”
“So, that is why you wish to return?”Her eyebrow arched, and I was struck by how little the gesture affected me.Apparently, it was only Harper who wielded the ability to make the deed sexy.
“No.”My answer was immediate.“I really do want my personal things.If I find the phone, then you can have it.”
“Danke.”She nodded, twisting to face the road again.“Then it seems we have a deal.I’ll take you there, and you find the phone for me.The authorities will want to speak to Fabian.”
I’m sure.“Okay.”
I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of snitching on the man, but I supposed he’d been happy to take Harper’s cash and ask no questions.While he’d helped us out, a man as unscrupulous as that was bound to attract the police’s attention sooner or later.
“Okay.”Checking her mirrors, she signaled to rejoin the line of traffic and pulled the car back onto the main road.“We are not far from the place.”
“Thanks.”Despondency mushroomed in my chest.I’d managed to drop Fabian into trouble, and there were still no guarantees that I’d be able to salvage the bag we needed.
She motioned to a road up ahead.“There is the street we found you on.”
Following the direction of her hand, my gaze landed on the line of new homes, but rather than the hope I’d previously felt at the prospect of returning there, there was only disillusionment.
Just when the horizon had started to look bright, the cloud overhead was stormy once more.
Chapter Eight
Caroline
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TURNING THE KEY, Ipushed the door open and stepped inside.An avalanche of traumatic memories smacked me in the face as I took in the familiar sight and smell of the small entry hall.Harper and I had enjoyed happy moments there, but the last time either of us had stood in that spot, Harper was being arrested, and the sliver of hope he and I had forged from the ashes of Fortorus had been extinguished.
