The drive home from the school was quiet, but it wasn't the peaceful kind. Theo stared out the side window, his reflection in the glass was looking small and defeated. Mia sat in the back, her eyes darting between the back of Theo’s head and the road.
I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. Hargrove had pushed too far. Again. The blackmail was supposed to keep him in line, but apparently, he thought he could use his son to do the dirty work while he kept his hands clean.
When we pulled into the driveway of the mansion, Theo didn't wait for us. He hopped out and bolted for the front door before the engine had even completely stopped.
"Theo, wait!" Mia called out, but he was already inside.
I climbed out of the truck, feeling a massive headache forming. "Let him go,
