Gabriel
There’s no time to feel sorry for myself. I want to mourn what we could have been, but I understand her reasons for leaving, too. Right now, I need to focus. Following the coordinates that Favreaux texted me, I make my way through Montpellier.
I’m restless the entire way there, practically itching and ready for a fight. I’ve never known Favreaux to be an honorable man. Just because he says he’ll exchange Odette for the codes doesn’t mean I’m going to willingly take him at his word. He’s probably spent the last two decades plotting against me while he was behind bars. A million different scenarios race through my mind.
He could shoot me in the back of the head the moment I let my guard down. There’s a good chance he’ll swipe the USB and refuse to give Odette back to me. Favreaux
