I looked between them both. Haze’s father?
How? What?Why?
Oh, god. This man was my father-in-law?
I looked between them. I could see it. I could goddamn see it. A resemblance.
I tried to focus.
The Chameleon had been tasked with killing us.
He was our enemy.
“If he’s your father, then what happened to familial loyalty? Everything we’ve gone through this last year was because of him!” I pushed my foot down harder, pressing it against Drake’s chest.
“It’s a fair point.” Haze shrugged at Drake. “But he claims he’s been trying to save us from The Corporation. And it feels a bit icky killing my dad.”
“Saveus? What about Ivrea?!”
Haze and Drake looked at each other.
“Well, that’s complicated,” is all Haze would say.
“I told you not to go to Balgray!” Drake was staring up at me. “The Corporation somehow found out you were going to the party. They were going to kill you there.”
I shook my head. “Wasn’t everything you were doing set up to make usgoto Balgray?”
Drake pushed my foot off his chest and sat up. “That was before I realized what The Corporation had planned. I wanted you to leave Bibi at home so I could talk to her. She had something of mine.”
I looked at Haze. She nodded.
“I was never meant to take her. I was going to make sure you had no idea that I’d even been there. But when I heard The Corporation were going to kill you there, I tried to warn you not to go. You didn’t listen, so I had no choice. I took her and made sure you knew about it, to get you out of there.”
“You kidnapped Bibi to save us?” I scoffed.
“It worked, didn’t it?!” Drake looked up at me as he got to his feet. “I knew nothing would get you out of there faster than thinking your child was in danger. I knew the men there would be no match for you when you were in such a state.”
“You expect praise? After everything you’ve put us through?!” I didn’t want to shout. But this was it. I was finally face-to-face with The Chameleon, yet I couldn’t unleash the hell I wanted to. “What was wrong with just coming to us? Explaining everything? Like a normal human being?”
“I had to be sure!”
“Let’s stop the shouting! There’s a child—” Haze was cut off by Jenny charging through the front door, holding our kitchen knife.
“Hi Jen Jen,” said Bibi, still staring at Haze’s phone.
Jenny took in a totally unfazed Bibi, and the three of us standing, facing each other.
“What is going on?”
Chapter Sixty-Seven
Haze
We were driving back hometogether. Fox had left his motorbike at the charity shop. He didn’t want either of us out of his sight for a moment.
Bibi had fallen asleep as soon as he started the engine.
Fox was gripping the steering wheel. He’d muttered, “I just don’t understand,” at least three times.
