Catherine's POV
The walk to the garage felt like it took hours, even though we were running. Julian was silent until we reached his car. The second we cleared the house, he turned to me, his grip on his keys so tight his knuckles were white.
"You are still not saying anything. What's wrong? Talk to me," he commanded. "Did something happen? Or are you just looking for a way to spend time with me? I didn't think it would be that fas—"
What was fucking wrong with this moron?! If I wanted to spend time with him, would I panic like this?
"Can you just shut the fuck?!" I yelled, interrupting him, while my voice cracked. "The problem is that Tessa could be in danger right now. She's being followed by two men in a black car. She thinks Lucy sent them. Julian, she's in the outskirts near the old trail. Just get in and drive!"
