"What happened?" Adam asks me as he speeds into the night.
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"I'm not giving you a choice."
I turn slowly to look at him.
"Have you always been this way?"
"What way?"
"Cocky, arrogant, overbearing and with an insane thirst for control."
"Yeah. People say I got it from my father so if you want to grieve about it, you might want to find him. I'm just a victim."
"I see."
"Why was that guy following you?"
"I don't know."
"Lisha?"
"I don't know, okay?"
"Is it something to do with your dad or he is a regular robber?"
"No idea."
"How am I supposed to help you if you won't tell me anything."
"I think I have amnesia because I don't remember asking for your help. However, I do remember you threatening to unleash the cops on me."
"That wasn't a threat."
