Exactly how he’ll leave when he is finished with me for good.
“Can I ask you to do something for me?” he asks gently.
I nod and turn to him. “What is it?”
“Try and find out what happened to his wife,” Chris says. “What really happened to his wife.”
“How am I supposed to do that?”
“You’re a smart girl,” he says. “I’m sure you can figure something out. If you find that he really had nothing to do with her death, then go ahead and work for him as long as it suits you. Or him. But if you find out that he was responsible, whether directly or indirectly, for her death…”
I nod as he leaves the sentence unfinished. It makes sense. If I’m being honest, I should have thought of this myself, instead of deciding to just blindly trust him.
It’s those gray eyes. They managed to hypnotize me when I wasn’t paying attention.
“Okay.”
“Okay?” he asks, staring at me hard.
I nod. “I’ll see what I can find out.”
He exhales softly. “Just be careful.”
“He won’t hurt me,” I repeat again. But this time, I don’t even manage to convince myself.
“I really, really hope that’s true, Jess. But I don’t want you taking the risk either way. He’s not worth it. No man is.”
I consider those words. They make sense in my head, but my heart is speaking a whole different language. With every irregular beat, it seems to be asking the same question, over and over again.
What if this man is worth it?