The rest of the drive was silent, and I saw Thomas resting his eyes. Hoping for him to sleep deeply enough so that I could leave him in the car, and sleep on my own, and that Jude would really get away with whatever he did with that girl, holding her aggressively but also close to him, I was left disappointed.
The moment the car arrived, he snapped his eyes open, again the stony features on his cold face, as if our earlier conversation and the pleading as well as the relief he had shown had all been a lie.
I asked myself if I had misunderstood something, and have made everything only worse when the door beside me was opened by the driver. Stepping out, I saw the two men do the same.
"To my office." Thomas spoke resolutely and walked into the house, ignoring my presence.
Stunned, I watched Jude turn around to me, before curling his mouth into a half smile, which worried me as much as his father's expression. I followed slowly behind the two and decided to go and listen in.
