CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
NITA STARED OUT THE window as the landscape slipped by. She’d given up trying to get Max to tell her what he had planned. All she knew was that they were meeting his father somewhere, and from there they would travel as far from Indiana as they could go.
Nita needed to get away from Max before they picked up Maxton. Once there were two of them she’d never escape. Her mind raced. She needed to plan, but she couldn’t do that if she didn’t know what Max was going to do.
He refused to respond to any of her questions. She’d never seen him the way he was. She no longer recognized him. Instead of cocky and confident, he was withdrawn and sulky, and he was still pretty beat up from his bout with Noire.
“I’m sorry Noire stomped on you.”
He flashed her a look, his eyes suspi
