Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Brooklyn

I'm speechless as I stare at the dark space where Jayde stood just a minute ago.

Then I blink, wondering if maybe I dreamt it all-it happened so fast.

But when I look down into my hand, the note is still there.

Shit. Shit. What the hell am I going to do with this?

It's a bomb, really. I know that. If Aden finds me with this note, I am done for, relationship with Hudson or not.

But to whom, really, do I owe my allegiance?

Should I give this note to Lennox, my father, who I know loves me?

Should I give it to Aden, out of allegiance to Hudson?

Or to Aden himself, out of allegiance to him? After all, he protected me last night-kept me alive.

But what, really, happened last night? Was it just coincidence that my father and his family weren't in the room when the attack happened?

Aden said it was a kidnapping attempt, maybe for me, but was it?

Was I ever really in danger? Did my father perhaps arrange it as a way to get me away from Aden, to get him out from his clutches?

I groan, leaning back against the pillows, feeling far too inadequate to answer these kinds of questions. The fact is, I have absolutely no idea what is happening, and here is this stupid note, this test of my loyalty.

on my next move. Who I give it to, whether or not I flush it down the toilet like Jayde

do that, and my dad or Aden ever finds out that I had this piece of evidence and didn't give it

I'm screwed either way.

hoping that its contents give me any

just two lines of

little wren sleeps,

its door doth

I wrinkle my nose at the verse, written in Jayde's hand. What

doesn't even make any sense-nests don't

my teeth and fold it up, trying

desk, and I make

make a decision that allows me to

the desk, grabbing some scotch tape out of the top drawer and crawling underneath to tape the note to the back

I can decide later what it is that I want to do. Right now, my

my head back on my pillow, wondering and worried. Damnit, things have so grown

to happen when Aden discovered that

lick of sleep. I'll be too busy

next

and me eggs and sausage, sliding the plates onto the table next

in silently, both intuiting that it's better to stay off

Aden has returned to the galley, Hudson looks at me curiously nodding to his dad and shrugging in question, asking me with his

my very best to pretend that I

hope he believes

we continue

mouth to ask Hudson his plans for the day when a guard

I shut my mouth and

the guard says. "There's

at me. "He came without warning. Do you

way, too-what the hell did I do?-as he wipes his hands and takes off his apron, following

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