“That’s what fathers are for. Love you, son. Bye, Leesa. See you in a few weeks.”
In true Dad style, he hung up without waiting for a goodbye.
“Your dad sounds lovely.”
“Yeah, I’m lucky.”
Her face pinched, almost a wince. I grazed a hand over her cheek. “You’ll find a way to make up with your parents.”
She picked at a fingernail. “Wonder what’s in that insurance policy?”
The change of subject didn’t surprise me. Lee was in avoidance mode in relation to her parents. I hoped that would change one day. For her sake as well as theirs. Her estrangement from them was clearly a sore point for her, but not sore enough to get past the hurt their judgment of her had caused.
“We’ll never know. Dad used his ‘mind your business’ tone.”
She put her hands up to her face. “I came across like an idiot. I told you I was useless with parents.”
“You were fine. Stop worrying. Dad doesn’t care.”
“Icare. What if I behave like that when I come face-to-face with them?”
“What if you do? They won’t give two shits. Promise. My parents—my whole family, in fact—are some of the most down-to-earth people you will ever come into contact with. They just want to meet you.” I captured her hand and kissed her fingertips. “The woman who’s stolen my heart.”
“Christ, you’d better not introduce me like that. I’ll set Dash on you if you do.”
“Dear God, not that. Anything but the devil cat.”
She twisted in her seat. “Dash, put your paws over your ears.”
As she turned to face the front again, I braked to prepare for a sharp bend in the road. My foot went right to the floor. The car didn’t slow.
“Shit.” I pumped the brake pedal. Nothing. The corner approached. Too fast. Too fucking fast.
“Kadon.” Lee’s voice trembled with fear. She gripped the handle above the door with one hand and grabbed the edge of her seat with the other.
“Hold on.”
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I wrenched the steering wheel to the left. The back end stepped out. The car spun.
“Kadon!”
I can’t stop it. I can’t stop. I can’t—
We plunged over the edge, Lee’s screams piercing my ears.
Chapter27
Kadon
This is the butterfly effect, in all its horrifying glory.
My face was wet.Was it raining? I lifted my arm. Pain shot through my shoulder. I cried out. Christ, that hurt.
Where was I? I blinked. Dazzling light pierced my retinas. Squeezing my eyes shut, I reached for my face a second time.
Wet.