CHAPTER 23

Alexander

"Darlene is not happy with me."

I chipped that in, in the midst of our silence. With hands on the wheel and blood on heads, I felt like I needed to let my brother know the truth behind calling him here. One thing about Frederick was that he trusted like a fool. I mean, yes, I am his brother, but I just called him out of the blue, late at night, and asked him to come with me on a drive, completely failing to let him know where our destination was going to be.

And he just followed me.

"Did you hear me?" I asked when he didn't retaliate.

Immediately, he jumped slightly, pulled out the air pods from his ears and looked towards me. I knew he did not hear me. I repeated myself again.

"My wife is mad at me."

Frederick looked at me, his eyes registering concern, confusion, and worry for an iota of a second. His brows were furrowed, a sign that made it clear to me that he was indeed worried.

Or maybe I concluded too soon.

Because the very second that I actually thought my wacko lunat