Why He Did It
[Elise’s POV]
I keep my gaze fixed on Warren and Jose as they examine me, clearly debating whether or not it was a good idea to let me watch over my father, especially after my attempt to kill him. However, in the end, they both simply nod their heads, granting me permission.
Remaining silent, I wait until they close the door to the trunk and then turn my full attention to the man in front of me.
“What?” He asks, smirking. “Are you seeing yourself in me?”
“Shut up!” I growl, kicking him in the stomach, so he curls in on himself.
“Don’t damage the goods.” Charlie calls from the front seat. “Otherwise, I’ll have Jose take your place.”
“Aren’t you a little too carefree, given what happened?” I growl, hating Charlie’s indifferent attitude.
“Do you think crying and begging the goddess is going to bring Marty back?”