Though the added influx of the women cocooned the three of them against the rest of the city, Eli couldn’t see anything but the mental image of his parents tied up somewhere, or lying dead in pools of their own blood. “How do I know you’re telling me the truth?” He no longer cared about keeping up any kind of pretense for bystanders. None of them mattered.
Sandora’s rattlesnake smile might have sent a shiver down his back just the day before. Today, he was too inured against all the threats to do more than recognize it. “I’m not the one who’s been lying to you.”
“You lied to get into Jarrett’s apartment.”
“No, I was just along for the ride. If memory serves, I was the only one telling the truth that night.”
A woman’s bag thumped Eli between the shoulder blades. He winced and turned aut
