Chapter 15

Katherine softened, leaning forward and retaking his hand. This time he didn’t fight her, devastated. “We handle problems that others cannot. For a price.”

Adam’s mind flipped back to the hospital. Mallory’s room and the discovery of a spreading pool of blood and two dead bodies. The other man’s finger on the trigger, ready to shoot him on the spot. Realization clicked. Beyond frantic now, he tried to sit up, desperate to put as much distance between them as possible.

“I don’t belong here,” Adam protested again, but his pleas fell on deaf ears once more.

Katherine stood up, studying him with a disapproving stare, peering into his eyes as if to lay his every secret bare. Underneath though, Adam spied a faint layer of revulsion, a contempt for him that made his skin crawl. She made his skin crawl. This woman who claimed she was his mother.

“Please let me go. I don’t want to be here—”