Chapter 71

I hadn’t expected Sara to be welcoming—I mean, I’m a complete stranger who just dropped her ex-husband’s name like a grenade. But seriously, why in the world would she think Luke would want to kill her? And even if he did, would he send me to do it? “I’m flattered,” I say. “That you think I have what it takes to be an assassin. But no, I didn’t come here to kill you.” “You sure? Because if you did, you might as well get it over with. I’m not running anymore. I didn’t run when I was getting jumped in prison. I’m not running now.” The irony is almost too much. Should I remind her that just a few minutes ago, she was sprinting like we were on a track? Probably not the smartest move. I’ll let that one slide. “I’m not here to kill you,” I repeat, leaning forward, trying to sound calm even as my heart races. “Luke sent me to ask you a question. He needs to know the truth about what happened.” Her eyes narrow. “What truth?” “Why you took Juan from his school that day.” The moment I mention Ju