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“You got the clothes from….”
“Cielle’s store. I figured you’d need a change of wardrobe. I would have gotten a lot more, and maybe sent in a request that they let you shower first before—”
One hard look from me shut him up.
He turned the key, and the engine purred. “Point is, you won’t need the extra clothes for where we’re going.”
The clothes smelled clean and new, and nothing like fucking jail food and sweat and blood and rust. I raked my fingers through my hair and shut my eyes, inhaling the smell of fresh air breezing in through the window.
Then, his words came back to me.
I faced him. “And where are we going?”
His eyes were fixed on the road, and his fingers gripped tightly on the wheel. “Private terminal. Normally, considering the crime you’re being charged for, you aren’t allowed to travel, but as I said, I greased—”
“Some palms,” I finished for him. “Yeah, I get it. Thank you. Now,whereare we going?”
“Boarding a private jet to Moscow; that’s where. You’re going home,Korol.I wish we had alternate options, but staying out of sight for now is our best option. You have to leave LA for a while to avoid sniffing noses and prying eyes, especially the police.”
“Hm.”
I mused over the details he’d dished out while he drove the Mercedes at breakneck speed. The recommendations did not lie. Arlo Kenvoz really was the best lawyer one could have.
His gaze brushed over my fingers, and he jerked a thumb at them. “You’ve been busy, I see.”
The black dust on my fingers rang like a bell, loud enough to reecho her words in my ears.
You have ten days.
You think you’re so untouchable, don’t you?
All you have to do is give me a chance to prove that your armor is, in fact, destructible.
If you don’t adhere, I will hand over the evidence to my supervisors, and trust me, no power on or beyond the Earth will save you from what’s coming.
“Turn the car around.”
He didn’t hide his confusion. “What?”
“The car? Turn it around. I need to fetch something before I leave.” Reaching for the back seat, I shuffled the paper out of the back pocket of my pants and showed him the drawing.
His brows creased deeper, and his eyes met mine. “Her?”
I nodded. “Her. She’s the reason I wanted to get out of there so badly.”
My freedom was the only way I could teach her a lesson.
Chapter 6 – Freya
My lungs were on fire, the fierce, rhythmic beats of my heart pounding like drums in my ears, but it didn’t stop me from mouthing the “KEHLANI”lyrics in line with Jordan as I flicked the beads of sweat off my forehead and picked up my speed.
I like the way your body is.
Is that too obvious?
Okay, I like your confidence....
My new white Nike sneakers went down hard on the asphalt as my pulse quickened. A cool evening breeze brushed my face, ruffling strands of hair behind my ears while I jogged down the street. Car lights flashed, and above, twilight fell, the sky set ablaze with a fiery palette of colors. I didn’t have to look up; the view was breathtaking.
