Chapter Thirty-Five
Sophia opened her eyes. DC was sitting in the corner, watching her. She tried to sit up but her head reeled.
‘What are you, Edward the glittering vampire?’ she said.
DC looked confused. ‘You don’t know who—’
‘Never mind, it was a joke,’ she said.
‘How are you feeling?’ he asked. ‘I mean, you know, considering you were—’
‘Completely f****d up?’ Sophia said. ‘On a scale of alive to dead, I’m somewhere in the middle. And even that’s debatable.’
‘Well, that’s good, I suppose.’
She wanted to shrug but it required too much energy. She settled for raising an eyebrow. ‘At least we’re alive. It just … it shouldn’t have been Benito. He shouldn’t have been dragged into this.’
‘Don’t blame this on yourself,’ DC said.
Everything surged inside her. She couldn’t hold it in.
