{ADAM}
Hunter f***s better than me?
She actually said that to my face, and she sounded like she meant every word.
I drag the collar of my shirt away from my neck, like it’s suddenly trying to choke me, and I can feel my teeth crushing together.
“Can you just step on it, Luke?” I bark at my driver, but I don't intend to.
“Yes, sir,” he says and presses the pedal a little harder.
The city begins to swim past us in a blur.
I stare outside, but my thoughts are screaming. I can't even enjoy the morning view today.
My mind is all on her and that bastard Hunter.
And her words make my blood simmer with a mix of rage and disbelief.
“No, that’s not f*****g true,” I mutter under my breath, keeping it low so neither Luke nor Six will think I’ve completely lost it.
“You can’t possibly mean t
