Chapter 62

• She glares at me. “You are a fucking wimp. Do you know that? Drop me off. They saw me point the gun at you. Go running back and beg for forgiveness.” She shakes her head. “Blame me.” She seems to come to a decision before she lets me speak. “You need to get away from me, anyway. You are in more danger with me around.”
• I shake my head with fury. Unfucking believable.
• “I mean it,” she yells, her eyes continually switching between the sky in front of us and back to me.