Chapter Twenty-Five
Lenny woke up again with no memory of going to sleep and decided he was getting tired of being treated like he had an OFF switch. He wondered whether he had the guts to tell Sebastian that. He did not intend to run. He could say that, and Sebastian would almost certainly know it was the truth. The man could sniff out lies with ease, so surely he could know the truth when he heard it.
Lenny pushed himself up from where he’d been sprawled across the back seat and made a futile attempt to rub the burn out of his throat. He would have to take care of that, but reaching for the door handle let him know that leaving the car was forbidden. His muscles tightened, and his hand shook, and he couldn’t touch the plastic. After a few moments, he gave up trying.
Sebastian was gone
