Chapter 120. A Master of Deception

Cercei had always been easy to predict, but at this moment, I had no clue where she was.

There was no clear trail to follow, only the stolen car she had abandoned, left stranded in the middle of the road. Maybe my own heart was burdened with too much worry, clouding my thoughts.

I knew exactly where she was going—the Moonstone mansion. But the plan was to stop her before she reached her destination and shake some sense into her mind before it was too late.

I left the Red without saying a word, not even a goodbye to anyone, not even to Frank. I had already told them I was going to bring Cercei back, and I carried the responsibility for her escape entirely on my shoulders. I had underestimated Cercei and hadn’t foreseen her audacity, no matter the reasons behind it. It doesn’t really make up for the little trick she pulled.

“I’m going to pull your hair, Cercei!” I whispered in a hushed voice.

Now that I was back on the streets, alon