“Olivia is not
well enough to leave behind—if she remains here she undoubtedly will be
imprisoned, a fate she does not deserve.
We will have to bring her with us,” Philippe shouted to Kitty, over the roar of the car engine. “You, however, still have the option to
remain. Your mother will be kindly treated by my people. Should
you wish to stay here, our people here will help you to create a new identity and
begin a new life.”
“So much for soul mates, then,” she snorted, but
Philippe furiously returned, “I would come back for you as soon as possible. Surely you know that.”
Kitty shook her head. “No! Just no. I’m coming with all of you—where to, I have no idea, but I’m
coming along, so stop trying to talk me out of it.
I’m not going to let whoever wants to kill me just hunt me down like a
dog. Aunt Jessica should stay, though.”
“You can’t leave me here!” Aunt
Jessica protested. “How on earth am I
supposed to explain everything that happened?
They might even think I did it!”
“She has a point,” Eric put in. “It might be better for Olivia as well, to
have her sister near.”
When Aunt Jessica nodded vigorously,
Philippe told Jessica, “But you do not understand--if you come with us,
you will never be able to return!”
“Sounds good to me,” Aunt Jessica
shouted back. Philippe turned to Kitty,
his expression uncertain. “You must remain here—that is beyond
argument," he said. "As for your family, this is
not a decision I feel qualified to make on their behalf.”
“Then I’ll make it!” Kitty answered,
and floored the gas pedal.
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