Chapter 48

He nods at me over Greta’s shoulder and reaches inside his jacket to pull out his wallet. Seemingly way more composed than he was up in the lounge. He places a black credit card on the counter first, then a business card beside it. “I’ll pay our bill but keep this because we will talk again. This isn’t done.”

I recoil, losing all fight, inwardly seething that he even thinks he still has that title after everything, yet the Sohla of the past is nowhere to be seen. Afraid of being discovered and completely wilting in his presence. My thoughts are chaotic, and I’m jumping between mentally yelling at him that he’s a murderer and asking myself if he seems like a guy who wanted me gone. He’s confusing as hell.

“You guys need mental help. My sister is single and never married. You’re scaring her.” Greta is doing a much better job than me and holding her own against his intimidating force. Keeping the act up and sounding convincing.

Avery and Bryant are silently locked ont