Killian's pov
The interior of the SUV was heavy with silence.
I kept my eyes on the road, my hands steady on the wheel, even though guilt sat heavy in my stomach. I shouldn't have left her. Despite everything Mina had done to lift my mood, none of it had worked. I had never run from a fight in my life, so why had I done it? And why Lucian had not interrogated me about it remains a mystery to me.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. A private line. I didn't need to look to know it was Mina. She was hidden in her grandmother's house three miles from the estate because lately, Lucian had been looking at her like she was something rotten stuck at the bottom of his shoe. When all of this is over, I will need to have a talk with him.
"We're two minutes away from Elias's house."
Lucian said nothing, instead he kept looking out from the window.
