“Ms. Taylor,” Oded calls out as he jogs up to us. “Everything okay here?”
I try to speak, but nothing comes out.
Connor is threatening to tell my mother?
Just how evil is he?
She’s the last person who can ever find out, of course. It would devastate her. It would infuriate her. It would send her to her death bed feeling like a complete failure—like she had raised a cold-blooded killer for a daughter. It would estrange us when we have such little time left. It would—
I’m f*****g crying again.
“Ms. Taylor,” Oded says again. His voice is softer now. I can see the concern in his eyes. “Mr. Sharpe is on his way. He’ll be here in—”
“What?” Connor and I both spit out.
“I thought you didn’t report back to him,” I add. I suddenly feel faint—the way I usually do when Kieran is around. Is it
