36. He hates him.
Willa.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Katarina asks me as soon as her driver stops two blocks from the penitentiary.
I glance out the window for a second, thinking about what I’m about to do.
"What do I have to lose?" I finally ask. "There will be police around us; he won’t be able to do anything to me."
Katarina nods, understanding, and gives me a small smile, trying to give me courage.
"Go, I’ll wait here."
I get out of the car and walk toward the place where the man who has hurt Reid and me the most is locked up. I know nothing about him, and yet he kidnapped me. I haven’t even seen his face, I don’t know the sound of his voice; he’s a complete stranger… but here I am, following his request, because something in my instinct tells me this is the right decisi
