CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
Jason felt his fist clench. He was angry but it wasn't about what he was feeling, it was about what she was feeling and that was the only feeling that mattered.
"You didn't leave then?" Jason asked His voice a little too harsh.
Maybe part of his anger was directed at Naya for not leaving earlier.
"I did. I packed my bags the day I got back from the hospital but I didn't get far. I was arrested by a patrol cop. Apparently, there was an eyewitness that placed me in a scene of an armed robbery"
"But you didn't rob anyone, did you?" Jason asked.
