I left that room knowing one thing: I needed to break him out of FBI custody.
Bright and Wilson were waiting for me in the hallway. Both were not happy.
“What the fuck were you two talking about?”
Wilson was glowering. “I’ve seen videos of twin babies talking to each other. They make no sense to anyone. A bunch of gibberish, babbling, but each of them knows exactly what the other is saying. I swear, I saw the adult version in there.”
Yeah. Maybe. Thinking back on our conversation, I’d think the same thing.
“He doesn’t know anything.”
“Bullshit.”
Yeah. Bullshit on me. I was lying through my teeth.
I exhaled. “It’s true.”
Bright raised an eyebrow. “And how do you know that?”
I glanced at Wilson. “Guess it’s a twin thing.”
Bright cursed, reeling backward and walking a few feet away. Her hands were in her hair. She grabbed a handful, bent over, and let out a yell. Letting go, she strode back to me. “I swear, if you are lying to us, if you are lying to the government, we will swoop in. We will hurt you and you’ll never recover.”
My chest tightened up.
She read my face. Her tone grew quieter, more lethal. “You don’t get it, Colello. We won’t come after you. We’ll come afterher. She’s the one who hacked everything. She’s the one who found them. We can prove it, and that’s what we’ll do. We’ll take away your little girlfriend, and we’ll never let her near you again.”
Wilson grunted. “You know what kind of place this is. We have these places as prisons, too. Public doesn’t know about them. Public doesn’t have the right to know about them.”
“That’s where we’ll stick your girlfriend. So once again, what does he know?”
I stared at each of them, knowing I had to make a choice.
Fuck.
FORTY-EIGHT
Bailey
I was curled in a ball, sitting in the chair in the entryway, and I knew they were coming back.
Kash called. He had her.
He had her!
And he was bringing her here.
To me.
Heaven had answered my call. Hell rescinded its try. I got my wish.
So soon.
Since Kash’s call, I had not moved.
I camped out, and no one even dared to come over to me.
Curled in a ball, face forward, eyes trained on the door. I wasn’t budging an inch, because the same part that was so scared this was all a delusion, all a prank, was the same part of me that feared that if I dared look away, she wouldn’t return to me.