CHAPTER 17
KENDRA
A week had passed since that meeting with Aleksej and I still hadn't recovered.
Finding him in those conditions had upset me.
I had talked to Michael about it but, apparently, Aleksej's case would soon pass to the CIA and the FBI would no longer have jurisdiction over it.
I had begged for him to be transferred and kept safe, but no one had wanted to listen to me.
I had spent my last day at work begging anyone to help Aleksej, but everyone had laughed at me and made fun of my teenage crush that I still felt for that thug.
I had come home that night and had been crying all night.
Mine was not a simple infatuation that would fade with his estrangement.
I really loved him. Too much to be able to survive without him.
This made me feel bad because part of me knew who
