When Cain picks me up the next day, the energy feels uncomfortable and immediately different than… ever, I think. He's barely even paying attention to me as he drives and that is not normal, not after the way he's been acting since I came back.
I actually don’t think he’s ever not paid attention to me before. Not even the first time he saw me, so this is very weird.
I want to ask him what's wrong or what changed after last night, but I choose not to. He's been very serious this morning, probably in serious Alpha-mode, since there's a police car following us.
"What's the plan here?" I ask when I can't take the silence anymore—or his lack of attention. Cain looks at me for one second before returning his eyes to the road, "You’re going to immediately arrest this woman?"
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