“We didn’t…,” he hardly shook his head, “We didn’t meet each other. I asked someone around to hand the money to him." Julio watched to make sure it would get him, and when it did, he left before the man started looking for him.
“He must think it was from me, then.”
He shrugged. “It’s better. So he’ll stop looking for you. I left a short note that I had taken the box from the pawnshop he had left it.”
Siren had been refusing to look up at him, but she forgot about it the moment she heard about the pawnshop. Anger crept inside her, but coated around it is the bitter taste of knowing the truth before it actually happened. “So he planned to sell this?”
“He looks like he needs money.”
He always needs money, she thought.
Sighing, she tightened her hold on the box and looked straight into
