Chapter 124

• Adrian’s expression twisted the moment I mentioned the mountains. “What do you mean they’re in the mountains? What justice could they possibly be seeking?”
• I didn’t answer immediately. Instead, I took a few steps away from him, letting the wind carry the silence between us. He followed, limping, dragging his bruised ego and battered body behind him like some sad afterthought. When I finally stopped, I could feel his eyes on me searching, always searching for an explanation he could control.
• “If you stopped talking and actually listened,” I said, voice low and even, “you might hear more than just the wind.”