Chapter Twelve

Kylie couldn’t sit still the entire ride to the house, her face was either glued to the window, taking in the sights of Connecticut, or she was asking Rinaldi random questions, most of which sounded ridiculous to the ears of any right-thinking person. Kennedy had been largely silent since they began their trip from the airport, she sat a distance away from her and Rinaldi; the other two occupants in the limo, her face hadn’t left the window, at no point had she interjected in their conversation. She was unusually quiet.

   Kylie wanted to ask what had happened when Rinaldi took her into the room, but her sister looked much too shaken and she didn’t want to bother her with what Kenny might call ‘foolish’ questions, she figured she would let her in on it whenever she was ready. Kenny never did anything on another person’s terms, she didn’t know a soul who could force her sister into doing anything she was de