“WHAT?” I shouted, my hands flew up to grab onto his arms. “NO!”
He looked away from me outside the window as my mind spun around in tension and worry. What the f**k was he saying?
His gaze came back to my face. His hand came up to push the lock of hair that was falling over the side of my face, behind my ear.
“He is pushing my limits of patience, Ella.”
“What is going on?” I asked worriedly.
I thought he needed Keane to finish his mission. Why had his attitude suddenly changed?
“What has he done?”
“I have been trying to get a hold of him. But for the past couple of days he is dodging my every attempt of getting in touch with him. I guess he wants you dead, evidently.”
“He is not like that!” I snapped angrily. Keane would never leave me to die.
“Then why the f**k that asshole boy
