She should have been consumed by fury. Indeed, she had every right to be incandescent with rage, yet it was challenging to dispute the matter months later, considering it had undeniably saved her life, along with Ara's and likely Jenny's too.
"How frequently do you monitor me?" she asked.
He shook his head before responding, "I only resort to it when I'm certain you're in danger, nothing more."
"Will you deactivate the tracker?" Holding out her phone to him, she clearly anticipated his cooperation.
Yet, he rejected her request, shaking his head, his lips forming a firm line as if he was taken aback by her audacity. Lucielle exhaled in disappointment, returning her phone to its place on the dresser.
"What's the other minor detail?" she asked, though she was unsure if she truly wished t
