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#Chapter 138: Getaway

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Matt found me an hour later, wearing a different pair of jeans and his leather jacket. His expression was subdued, and he barely looked at me when he took my hand.

“We should go,” he muttered.

“Okay.” I tried to catch his eye, but he wouldn’t look at me. There were a few scratches on his cheek, but nothing too serious. Not that I could see, at least.

He let me by the hand through the crowd, his other arm pressed close to his side. I kept sending furtive glances his way, but if he noticed, he pretended not to. Something was wrong, and unease pooled in my gut. What happened out there? Obviously, they took care of the rogue if Enzo and Matt could leave, but then why did he seem so upset?

Enzo met us at the door. He gave Matt a long look that Matt ignored.

“Drive safe,” he said, his eyes still glued to Matt’s face.

“Sure,” Matt murmured. He squeezed my hand and led me outside after him. A cool breeze rustled his dark hair, and a shiver moved through him. I tightened my grip on his hand, b
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