Selene:
"You’re making a huge mistake, and if you don’t drop that gun, it’s going to blow up in your face, soon.”
I knew it. My instincts about him are always spot-on. I can smell a criminal from a mile away. He never changes. But I didn’t see the backup plan coming.
“What’s the endgame here? Do you really think you’ll make it out alive? Even if you shoot me, the security team will storm in and drag you straight to jail.” He doesn’t even flinch, but I keep going.
“You really thought I’d run to you, cry on your shoulder? Too bad, Father. That doesn’t work on me anymore. Get the gun out of my face. Now."
My father chuckles, his eyes flicking toward the door, checking to see if anyone might walk in. I silently pray they don’t. I can’t let anyone else get caught in this.
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