CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Leslie, Max is wanted for murder,” Morgan stated over the phone. “How can you expect me to keep it a secret you’re with him?”
“Because I need you to.” She sat on the windowsill, enjoying the orange and reddish hue of the Tucson sky. “It makes no sense—”
“You damn right it doesn’t. People have been worried sick about you and you’re with that lunatic? I can’t keep this from the police knowing you’re in danger.”
“Max wouldn’t hurt me.”
“Why is he wanted for murder then?”
“He didn’t kill that woman.”
“If he’s so damn innocent why is he on the run?”
“Because he feels the law wouldn’t be on his side.” Leslie wiggled her toes. “We don’t come from his world, Morgan. We can’t understand.”
“Why are you defending him?” His breathing quickened. “You sound brainwashed.”
“Don’
