If she took him to Alexi’s, there would be no more hiding. There would be no more secrets. There would be nothing but hope and desperate, blind Faith.
She was going to have to trust him or stay here and risk death for herself and Mel. Either way, she suddenly realized, their lives were already in his hands.
And he hadn’t let her down yet.
He watched her face as these thoughts crowded her mind, watched her silently and unmoving, until finally she drew in a slow breath and chose.
She nodded. “Yes. It’s secure. I’ll give you directions in the car.”
Let the chips fall where they may, she thought, turning away. I can always kill him later.
Alexi’s place turned out to be far more than a mere place. It was practically its own postal code.
Six stories tall, nearly as wide as a city block, t
