“I’m sorry, I don’t want to get in your f*****g business, but we’ve been driving for twenty minutes. We’re ages from Landmeadow, and soon we’re going to be the only car on the road. Where the hell are you taking me? Should I start worrying that my body is going to turn up in the ocean? Or never be found at all?”
“Oh, so you’re able to string more than two or three words together,” Thomas replied calmly.
Elias grunted and crossed his arms over his chest, looking out the window.
Thomas was aware Elias’s question was reasonable, but the answer wasn’t pleasant even if he only repeated it in his mind.
Because I don’t want people to see me with you.
How disgusting was such a thought? And yet he had been doing that for such a long time. Keeping the parts of his life completely separate. The
