"Where are we going?" Celeste asked. She sounded mad. She still had her bag from Harlan's place.
Damien didn't look at her. He watched the road.
"Safe place."
"I won't go till you tell me what you did to Harlan."
Damien held the wheel tight. "I didn't hurt him."
"You knew he was gone before I said it."
"I watch you," Damien said flatly.
Celeste's chest burned. "You spy on me?"
"I will keep you safe."
"By taking the only guy who could tell me the truth?"
Damien's face got tight. "If I wanted him gone, you wouldn't find his phone."
She hated that he was right. She hated that she kinda believed him.
"Where is he?" she asked.
Damien didn't answer. He just drove faster.
Celeste sat back. Her heart beat fast. City lights went by real quick. She felt trapped.
"Stop the car," she sa
