Chapter 10

"Ahem... well, alright then. Gavin, you must apologize to Cynthia on my behalf. I shouldn't have called you and made you both take care of me." Luna's pale, delicate face looked pitiful as she spoke, her tone full of compromise. Once, such a look would have stirred Gavin's sympathy, but now it only unsettled him. A sense of losing control grew stronger within him, as if the kite string he had held so tightly had suddenly snapped. New York City. A gray, rainy day. A scarlet Porsche weaved through...