OPHELIA
I fall asleep in Nevada and wake up in San Diego with dawn already broken. I blink awake in the gray light and stretch as best I can against the seat belt.
"We're here," Brian says cheerfully as he fights our way through already thick traffic. "How are you doing?"
I do a quick sanity check. The hot stranger beside me killed my husband last night, and we escaped with Toby’s money. I'm half complicit; I helped him.
But it's not like Toby didn't give me every reason. Including threatening me because his damn p**n channels went out. I can't forgive him for any of it.
Can I forgive myself? Will the Cohens leave me alone?
I look in the back seat. Molly yawns and blinks back at me with droopy eyelids. "Can we get cocoa?" she asks in her fluting voice, completely calm.
"As soon as w
