Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Brooklyn

"Wait, what did you say?" I ask Hudson now.

He hands me a cup of tea, but my hands are shaking as I take it, the cup rattling on the plate.

"I said, my father records every conversation that happens in his office," Hudson says casually, sitting down across from me.

I swallow. "So..."

"So he didn't ask you what Remington said for information."

"He asked to determine my loyalty?" I whisper.

Hudson focuses on me now. "Why do you look so scared?"

I swallow, glancing out the window. The sun is shining in little pieces through the grape leaves that wrap around the pergola, and I feel the warmth on my cheeks.

But inside, my stomach is in knots.

I turn back to Hudson, who is peering at me. I was so in love with him for the few months that we were dating. Or, at least, I thought I was. Maybe "obsessed" was a more appropriate term.

But now? After everything I've learned about his life-our life? It's all just...gone. All of those feelings have disappeared.

Instead, I view him now as my best friend, my ally.

Hudson disrupts my thoughts.

going on, Brooklyn?" he

trying to

a betrayal, soon

something isn't right.

to get out.

"Are you happy here?"

at me. "What

just seem...such a mismatch for this world. I guess I wonder why you've never left. Never

my world, the only sense of pack I have. I guess I don't really have

world," I say, leaning forward urgently. "Honestly, aren't you ever tempted to just steal, like, one of his cars, sell it on the black market for whatever you can get, and take the money and just run?

open

day we broke up if you have access to that kind of cash, why not just take it for yourself? We could

need to go, I

if Aden finds out I betrayed him, he might

hand a squeeze before pulling his back to reach for his

beautiful dream," he says

is not

we could do it," I say, my face

looks at me seriously then. "You mean

I say, pleading. "We could do

but I can tell that he wants to

do this," I say quietly, "we could end

he knows what I've done, he'll know why I'm begging him. I

go wide. "You-you

he doesn't ask me now. I

patio, as if he's looking

agreed to even think about this," he

bite my lip

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