Salome’s POV
"Do you think he actually saw us yet?" Clementine asked, her voice tight with a mix of excitement and nerves.
I didn’t answer her immediately. I just leaned back against the seat of Aiden’s car and tried to make myself invisible. The leather felt cold against my skin. Outside the window, the highway blurred into a mess of gray and green, but my mind was stuck on the phone call I had ended too soon. I had cut Jeremiah off without a word. Even worse, I hadn’t mentioned that I was driving toward the exact same destination he was.
My pulse thrummed in my fingertips. I knew how Jeremiah worked. He valued transparency, and I had just handed him a mystery he didn’t ask for. If he found out I was basically tailing his travel plans, the fallout would be messy.
"Salome? You okay bac
