âAnd neither one of us is an alien. A.I.R. wonât care what we did.â
âThey donât just hunt aliens. They hunt humans who help aliens commit crimes.â
âBut I didnât help anyone commit a crime, alien or not.â
Erik just flicked me another of those hard glances.
I blinked in shock. â You helped an alien commit a crime?â
âYes.â
âAnd then they saw me follow you with that stupid napkin,â I said weakly, having trouble catching my breath. âSo they thinkâ¦they assumeâ¦â Oh, sweet baby Jesus, as Shanel would say.
âYes,â he said again. âThey think. They assume.â
âHow could you have done that to me?â I gasped out.
He shrugged. âI wanted them to go after you rather than me.â
My shock doubled. âWhat?â
âThey would have caught you, interrogated you, found the note blank and you as innocent as you appear, and then they would have let you go. Knowing me as they do, they would have figured out that Iâd tricked them. But noooo. You had to follow me as if weâd planned it, making you look guilty as hell.â
âYouâ¦youâ¦bastard!â What heâd described did make me look guilty of something.
âI do whatever I have to do.â Erik pinned me with his stare, holding me captive with its intensity. âAlways.â
I thrust my chin forward in determination. âWell, Iâm going to go to them and explain what happened.â
âLike theyâll believe you now.â
âThey will.â
âWhatever you say. I mean, you know how they operate, Iâm sure.â
My stomach churned with nausea. âIâm still going to talk to them. I did nothing wrong.â
âYou go to A.I.R. headquarters and youâll be beaten for information and locked away, just like me.â
âYouâre lying.â
âOnly one way to find out, I guess.â
My nausea intensified.
He sighed. âWhat if they didnât get your name? What if youâre in the clear? Still think itâs wise to turn yourself in?â
I experienced a ray of hope. âNo.â
âI didnât think so. Who knows? Because of this, you might even be able to wheedle a vacation out of Mommy and Daddy, hiding out just in case.â
My mouth dried. My parents. I couldnât tell them what Iâd done, what had happened. I just couldnât. Iâd have to admit that Iâd lied and they would be disappointed in me.
I couldnât stand their disappointment.
I was their only child, their âprecious baby.â I didnât want that to change. Really, one watery look from my mother and Iâd want to cut out my heart. One âI thought I taught you better than thisâ from my dad and Iâd sob.
âWhat if A.I.R. does know who I am?â I asked softly.
âTheyâll hunt you down, so be prepared. Theyâll interrogate you, asking you easy questions at first. Your name, your age. Then theyâll get harder. What were you doing at the club? What did the napkin say? Why did you follow me? Have you ever dealt Onadyn and if so, whoâd you get it from? Donât give them the answers they want and,â he shrugged, âyouâll suffer.â
âOnadyn?â Feeling like I was falling deeper and deeper into a nightmare, I shook my head. Like vampires needed blood to survive, some aliens needed Onadyn. Without itâ¦because of my dad, Iâd seen pictures of an Outer whoâd died from lack of Onadyn. The body had been contorted, the face so pain-filled it hurt me now even thinking of it.
Legally, humans were never supposed to touch the stuff. They used it to get high and often died from an overdose, so it was strictly regulated. Selling it was punishable with a life sentence.
âI have never, in all my life, even been around it!â
Erik ignored me, continuing, âThey arenât