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Cris wasn’t buying it exactly, but he was a million miles off the truth and I could tell he was more concerned about Millie than me. Luca started to wheel us off in the direction of his car. ‘We’ll catch up with you later, Millie,’ he said, a note of warning in his voice. ‘You and Cris should head home.’
Millie was watching us closely, whatever she wanted to say clamped down on her tongue. It wasn’t the right time. ‘I’ll come with you guys. Cris, babe—’ She turned around to her boyfriend, fluttered her lashes and made her voice go all gooey. ‘I’m going to go back with Sophie and make sure she’s OK. I’ll call you in a little while.’
‘Millie, I don’t think—’ Luca began.
‘Let her come,’ I hissed. ‘She knows.’
‘She’s a liability,’ Luca muttered.
I pinched him in the arm. ‘She’s my best friend, and trust me, she’s not going to let this go.’
Cris slid his arm around Millie. ‘I’ll just go with you,’ he said, still half perplexed.
‘I’ll call you soon,’ Millie said more firmly. She wriggled out from under his arm. ‘Soph’s having a hard time and I need to be there for her.’
I elongated my face and did the most unattractive grimace I could muster up. ‘I’m so scared, Cris,’ I said. ‘I feel like I might break down any second.’
‘What about him?’ Cris pointed at Luca, but was still looking at Millie. ‘He’s with her.’
‘I don’t care,’ said Millie brusquely. ‘In times like this, a girl needs her best friend. I’ll call you later. I promise.’ She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then turned on her heel. Shetook my other arm, and Luca steered us, arm in arm, to his SUV.
Millie dropped her voice. ‘Has she been shot?’
‘Yes,’ Luca said. ‘Just a little.’
‘Justa little?!’ Millie released an impressive string of curses. ‘You have a lot of explaining to do, Falcone.’
‘I told her not to follow me.’
‘Shut up!’ I snapped. ‘Of course I was going to follow you.’
Luca shook his head. ‘You are so frustrating.’
‘Are we going to the hospital?’ Millie interrupted.
‘No,’ I said. ‘It didn’t go into my shoulder.’
‘I’m getting her help,’ Luca said.
‘You’d better be,’ Millie snapped.
We climbed into the SUV. Luca hopped in the front and started the engine.
‘How are you feeling?’ Millie asked me.
‘A little bit like death,’ I said weakly.
‘Don’t even joke about that, Soph. And please tell me I did not see Donata and your uncle speeding away from the school a few minutes ago?’
‘About that…’
‘Oh, Jesus.’
‘Sorry,’ I murmured. The pain was starting to subside, but the heat was still raging through my arm.
Millie frowned at me. ‘When we get toEvelina, you’re telling me everything.’
‘Mil, I—’
