Chapter 122: He Has His Reasons
(ARLO)
"How did you find me?" I ask quietly, still puzzled by how he traced me into the thick of the woods.
"I could just... feel where you were." He mumbles.
I still don’t understand how that is possible. But it is in fact what happened. I saw him with my own. "It makes no sense. None of this makes sense."
He nods. "I know." He nods quietly.
I stare at the road, watching the sun slither down the windshield. The way the rain patters on the roof of the SUV make me feel like we are the only ones in the world. "Are you taking me back to Sasha?"
"Yes." He revs the engine as we speak.
"But he wants me dead. He is definitely not going to be happy."
"Both of you are fucking babies. You’re driving me nuts."
"Then just let me go... Miles, please." I reach out and grab his arms. I feel his muscles tense beneath my touch. "Please, go tell Sasha you didn’t find me. On a night like this, the lie will be believable. Just let me go, Miles. Please."
He shakes my hand off and puts the gear into drive. He does a U-turn and takes the road that leads back to his boss’ home. I imagine the horror that awaits me and my gut churns. Miles has to let me go, or else, I’m fucked.