Facade of Love Novel novel Chapter 406

Was Lucas trying to tick off Idris? That would be idiotic, however. The longer he hung around Lake City, the tougher it would be to split. He knew that as well as anyone. Going down this path was like he was signing up for a one-way ticket to disaster.

There was a glass of milk by the bed, which I downed before flopping back onto the mattress. My brain was a whirlwind of thoughts, and I could not untangle them just yet. I just let sleep take over, feeling muddled up inside.

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"Sir, we're nearing the open sea." I caught the words through the fog of sleep, my head spinning. It took a few moments to shake off the grogginess and get my bearings.

I scanned the strange room, totally thrown off. The sensation of motion initially made me think I was in a car, but one look out the window at the vast ocean clued me in that I was on a ship.

I bolted out of bed and peered out the window. Nothing but waves as far as the eye could see. Where in the world was I?

The chatter outside the cabin cut off, and then the door swung open. In walked Lucas, rocking a light-colored suit that made his tall, lean figure look even sharper, like a suave villain from a movie.

I tried to play it cool, despite the alarm bells ringing inside. "Where are you taking me?" I demanded.

He did not answer right away, just stretched out his hand and said, "Come here."

I bit my lip and stayed put. He frowned, and in a flash, he was right next to me, pulling me into his arms and planting me on the bed. "Stay away from the window," he instructed, his voice firm.

I scowled, totally baffled by his behavior.

I shot him a frosty look. "What's this place? Where are we headed?"

"To the border," he finally spilled. "In half an hour, we’ll hit the high seas."

I frowned, the pieces finally clicking into place. His whole spiel about a wedding was just a smokescreen to throw the cops and Idris off our trail. His real goal was to whisk me away as soon as possible. He must have slipped something into my milk, which explained why I was out cold until now.

"How long has it been since we got out of Lake City?" I asked, eyeing him.

"Two days."

Once we hit the open sea, the cops were helpless. Even if they had their suspicions, they no longer had the means to keep him trapped on home turf, the sly guy.

He noticed I was not saying anything and casually offered, "Hungry?"

I just pressed my lips together, staying quiet.