I looked at him, considering everything. Then he looked at both sides, fishing for words. I needed to make him trust me. I needed to make him tell me what he meant by everything he just said. Maybe he was not the bad guy in the story.Maybe he was just a son who wanted nothing but to make his father proud. He talked about him doing things he didn’t want, but because he had to do then, he just did it.
Maybe that was what I was happening here. They were forcing him to seduce me. But why seduce me? That question was something I will keep on thinking about and maybe even fail to understand after i find out why.
He again looked back at me. I just touched his shoulder, silently telling him to trust me with whatever he wanted to tell me.
I looked at Mateo, and they were far enough for Revoc not
