That’s a fucking disappointment.
We need to get our girl back.Katherine is still out there.
If we could manage to do both…
“Maybe we can ask Selene?” Dario says from the back.
“Someone in her network could’ve spotted her,” I offer.
Kaz grumbles, “As much as I hate the idea of asking for her help while we’re trying to win her back… it might be our best shot.”
He’s right. It’s not ideal, but I can’t shake that memory—Selene and Lily, their faces when we first mentioned Katherine. The way they reacted… they knew something. I mention my thoughts to the guys.
“So, you think they know her?” Dario sounds confused.
“Acted like it,” I reply.
“What if Selene kept her from us?” There’s a twinge of betrayal in his voice.
“I doubt it was on purpose,” Kaz mutters. “We don’t know what Katherine’s been through. Or how long she’s known about Katherine.”
“Plus, we were dealing with the Bravata situation,” I add.
“She wasn’t hiding her from us, just from everyone else,” Dario finishes.
“Exactly. And then we vanished off the face of the earth.” Kaz says it like fact—and it is.
It makes a lot of sense; she didn’t make contact after though.
Is that because she thought we’d not take Katherine in? Or that we’d leave her stranded like she thought we left her?
My heads a mess as we get to the hotel, and still so as we enter the penthouse.
My thoughts spiral.
What if she did think we abandoned her?
Was what happened in the limo just a release?
Am I a horrible man for not seeing what was right in front of me?
What if she’s with someone else now?
What if that letter was just revenge—get us to see happy, just to twist the knife?
No.
Selene isn’t petty.
If she wanted revenge, she’d carve our skin off.
And I’d let her.
“Keir?”
Kaz places a hand on my shoulder.
I blink, shaking off the mess in my head. He gives me a look—understanding, grounded.
