The car ride to the restaurant was deafeningly quiet. Through the side mirror, she saw Sebastian's car trailing them. One text from Kaden sent the vehicle in the opposite direction. She peered at him. Studying him. Gauging him.
Lina realized he must have left his office in the middle of his shift. His tie was still prim and proper. Not a hair out of place. Yet, he tried to shoot Atlantis. Well, not in the heart, but in the knees. Enough to make him limp forever.
Sometimes, Lina didn't know who she had married. She didn't know the extent of his craziness. Of how heartless he could be. She suddenly thought back to the news reporter's cold voice. Found dead in an alleyway. Beaten. Shot execution-style.
"What are you craving?" Kaden's tone was as icy as the first dip of water.
"Anything but steak." Lina couldn't picture herself stomaching dripping flesh. Not when she knew what her husband was capable of.
