ADRIAN POV
I didn’t remember leaving the house. One second I was staring at the screen, the next I was in my car, the engine roaring as I sped through the road. No plan. Just one place in mind.
Mr. Hale’s house. I slammed the brakes harder than necessary and stepped out, my chest tight, my thoughts louder than the world around me. I didn’t knock. I pushed the door open and walked in. Voices. Mr. Hale’s voice.
And another man’s. His back was turned to me, but the moment he spoke, something in me froze. That voice. A memory hit me, I remember now, he was the man at the conference meeting. Cold floors. A man standing over me, eyes filled with something close to hatred. Truths exposed. Everything ruined. Dr. Marcus. I knew it.
My steps slowed, but I didn’t stop. “…she chose it,” Mr. Hale w
