And if I escape Mom’s dead. There must be a way around this.
When I think about yesterday when I saw Jude and the way he treated me I shudder inwardly.
He wants us to focus on that fucking wedding, and every time the word is mentioned I feel like I want to die.
I close my eyes and the thought of the wedding stirs an idea in my mind.
An idea that just might work.
My eyes snap open and I look at Amy and then at Mom.
“I think I might have come up with something. Something that will get me to Aiden Romanov.”