Chapter 171

“Michael, I’m not playing,” she warned. She turned around in the front seat so we could see she meant business, but I sat behind her and all I saw was half of her face, one angry eye, one corner of her mouth drawn down in a wicked frown, and I threw myself against the side of the car to be as far away from her as I could without getting out. “I don’t want to hear anythingelse, got that?” I nodded quickly. Ray, not realizing she was talking to him, too, had to be prompted. “Both of you. Or we’re going home.”