Because Dino is dead.
I killed him.
Internal pain twists and torments my body, making it hard to breathe. Behind me, I hear my father shouting my name, calling me back to him where all is forgiven.
Two paths.
One, a way out. The other, a way in.
But a third opens up as blue and red lights flash and a siren whoops, demanding my attention. Lorcan hesitates, seeing the line of police closing in, his brow is furrowed with fear, grief, and confusion.
Funny how I can read him so clearly now.
I press send on my message to him, which explains everything, and then drop Pascal’s phone into a potted plant and raise my hands, putting them behind my head.
“Viola Hawkes, you are under arrest on suspicion of manslaughter. You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court…”
Blah, blah, blah.
I close my eyes while they place me in handcuffs. Smiling as the drugs finally kick in to ease the torture, and that my father can’t do a fucking thing to get at me now, especially with Griffin dead.
Jude. I’m coming to find you.