Chapter 13
Dazi reluctantly sat in the passenger’s seat of Mateo’s car and closed the door. He wasn’t looking forward to this trip. He had taken as long as he could to pack what little he had and think of things to say, but every time he had spoken to Mateo this weekend he proved how bad he was at predicting Mateo’s actions and responses. He could have another week to prepare and, even so, something was sure to catch him off guard.
Mateo finished talking to Kesi and got into the driver’s seat. As he buckled himself in, he said, “Remember, you’re not allowed to be silent the whole way. I want to know what I’m up against. If you’re not allowed to tell me or you simply don’t know the details, fine. I at least want to know why you didn’t tell me sooner.”
That Dazi knew how to answer: honest
