Chapter Twelve
Kristin drove along West Drive barely aware of her surroundings. For a moment back there in the parking lot, she had nearly snapped and lunged at him. She could see herself clawing at his face and gouging his eyes but the moment had passed. Then he had made his little speech about wanting her to be mindful of the seriousness of her dilemma when they got to wherever they were headed.
Why had he done that? What was so terrible that he needed to remind her?
She wondered if he knew that the only reason she was able to endure any of this was that she still believed that she would find a way out. That was why she hadn’t opted to make a run for it and go into hiding. But she needed time to think, and with Shepard’s attentions continually focused upon her, it was becoming clear
