"Gideon?" I returned, a mocking smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. "What's my relationship with Gideon? Where on earth did you get that from?"
"I clearly said that I would only ask once," my mother replied, her voice dropping into pure ice.
"I don't have any relationship with Gideon."
"You don't have a relationship with Gideon," she repeated slowly, testing the words like poison on her tongue.
"Yes."
"And I'm supposed to believe that?"
"Definitely."
"Then what were you doing at the Triggs restaurant last night in the parking lot, just right after Elias left you?"
My tongue rolled silently inside my mouth. She definitely had solid evidence if she was already dropping exact names and locations.
My eyes flickered briefly to the tablet clamped tightly in Gregory's hands, then bac
