He’s going to tell me. He’s going to say Jo’s name, say she’s here. My body is buzzing with anticipation. I’m actually more excited than I am angry. Because once he tells me… he’s going to have to let me see her.
“… Maxim’s assumption turned out to be accurate.”
I do a double take. “I don’t understand.”
“His accusation that my father killed his… it’s true.”
I stare at him for a moment, letting that sink in. “Your father really did kill his?”
I straighten a little. “And you denied it this whole time.”
“Only because I believed it was a lie,” Isaak explains.
His eyes are hooded, but I know him well enough now to know that he’s trying to hide his discomfort, his regret. Maybe even some deep-seated disappointment.
“How did you find out?”
“My mother admitted the truth to Bogdan and me r
