“Dude, I already know where you live.”
Fuck, he’s right. Am I really gonna drive him back to my place and listen to whatever bullshit he plans to feed me? Do I actually have a choice?
“Bouche, listen to your instincts. You can believe me.”
I put the car in drive and pull forward. I need to know what he knows about my brother and the only way I’m going to figure that out is by talking to him.
Wraith puts his hand on my thigh, but I shove it off. “Don’t touch me.”
He exhales loudly but keeps his hands in his lap while I finish the drive to my place. When we get there, I exit the car filled with foreboding. Wraith could put a bullet in me right now, call my brother back, and find out where he is. It’s too late now though. I’m cornered.
Fuck.
