*Isabella POV*
I watch Ethan as he acts like a spy, he think I can't tell that he was watching if anyone was following his car, keeping the window down sniffing the air casually. His eyes shifting rapidly.
I want to laugh at his paranoia but I don't understand this world, so to believe it is all sunshine and roses, I would have to be pretty naive. I keep thinking back to what he said about killing, he spoke like he had taken many lives, like it was just a normal thing, so if you can kill, you can be killed it makes sense.
He must sense danger, I could feel it even in the front yard of my house when he first caught the scent he went from relaxed and comfortable to rigid and cautious, he thinks he is hiding it well, I may not know him well yet but I can tell that much.
He is loaded u
