Chapter Five
I wasn’t sure if he’d meant destroying the formulas—or the father and son killing team—but he didn’t appear above entertaining both options.
Regardless, I didn’t trust him and right now, placing some distance from the situation was starting to sound less hair-brained than when I had initially dredged it up, even if it had only been a few minutes earlier. Yeah, I realized time was a hot commodity where Clark was concerned but that nagging voice inside my skull told me it was worth the risk.
I had just learned my biological father was still alive, which was a lot to contend with and considering he hadn’t made his presence known until now, I wasn’t convinced he had done so merely out of concern for his daughter. It was far more plausible his reasons were self-serving, which ma
