I wasn’t sure where this conversation was headed but I had feeling that this wasn’t going to turn out as a normal date. A knot formed in the pit of my stomach as I had a strong sense of foreboding. Yesterday, Reiner asked about my mother as well.
“Lucien’s good. He managed to tell you half-truths without directly lying to you and without telling you the whole story either,” Reiner said with a soft laugh.
“Excuse me?” I said, not quite following.
“He’s right. Your mother died in a car, but it wasn’t an accident. He’s also right when he said that she was killed,” Reiner replied.
“Do you…know something about my mother’s death?” I asked hesitantly. That was what his words were leading me to believe.
“You see that bend right there in the road below,” Reiner said as he pointed a finger at the bend in the road.
I knew right away where he was referring to because he had been staring at that spot for a long while now without breaking eye contact with it.
