Chapter 60
The Truth He Tells
**Mary's POV**
Seeing Elijah stare out of the window, gave me a different premonition about him, from the last time we met.
He looked different from the last time I'd seen him. Thinner. There was a scar on his neck that hadn't been there before. His eyes were colder somehow. Like something inside him had died and been replaced with something harder.
"Elijah," I said, my voice shaking. I hated that I sounded scared, but I was. "Let me go."
He smiled, but it wasn't a happy smile. It was sad and bitter. "I will. Soon. But first, we need to talk."
"I don't want to talk to you. Andrew is going to find me, and when he does"
"When he does, what?" Elijah interrupted, leaning forward. "He'll kill me? You said it Mary and besides He's tried that already, Mary.
