Chapter 31
Leo managed to keep quiet until he was in Ana's cramped sedan. She drove for several minutes without saying a word, heading through the village shrouded in heavy, thick fog. When she touched his arm but kept her silence, he'd had enough.
"What kind of mess are you dragging me into, Ana?"
"There's nothing I can do," she said, putting her hand back on the wheel. "I'm sorry."
"That's all anyone can say to me lately," Leo said, not caring that his anger was deepening into fury. "'I'm sorry.' If you ever cared about me, or about Maria, tell me what the hell is going on!"
"That's not fair," Ana whispered.
She didn't stop driving. Leo had never seen this part of the village before. Like so many in Transylvania, the neighborhood was filled with traditional white plastered houses w
