19
Slade
Thirty minutes later, we were in the air and heading to New York to pick up Talia. A woman I despised almost as passionately as I’d loved her sister.
“So, what are you going to do about Talia?” asked Liam, who was sitting next to me on the jet. We were near the front, away from the others.
“Nothing. Ignore her.”
“I was going to suggest the same thing. Hell, maybe she won’t even show up at the airport.”
“And maybe the world’s going to end before we reach it.” I grunted. “I could only be so lucky.”
“Are you afraid she’s going to try something on the plane? I mean, seriously. I think you’re over-thinking this too much.”
“Maybe I am.” I lowered my voice. “But, she went a little crazy the last time we met.”
“That was right after Vanessa’s death, right? And she blamed you for i
