EVE
I can’t speak as we drive away, rushing toward town instead of home in case we’re followed. Michael is driving as I shiver in the passenger seat. My ear still hurts from that g*n shot.
I think he killed that man.
What choice was there? If he hadn’t used the g*n, would we be dead now? Or that FBI agent?
What to do? The man I’m in love with is like a hero and a monster simultaneously.
Michael speaks before I can bring myself to. "If you want, we can double back through town. I'll call a cab as soon as I get you home, and get out of your life. I would never have endangered you like that if I had known."
How much of that is true? There's a lot of quiet l**t behind it. I find myself on the verge of an anxiety attack, and don't push the issue.
"I evoke more now. If I had known they pu
