KAIN’S POV…..A FEW HOURS EARLIER:I held the check tightly in my hand as I stepped out of my car.It was quite early to go to the bank, but I had no choice. If my father found out what I did. He might kill me for it. But atleast, the money will be mind anyway.The numbers on it burned in my mind; every step toward the entrance felt like I was stepping toward a promise. My pulse thudded at my throat. If this went through, everything would change….my whole generation.Inside the bank lobby the air smelled of coffee and disinfectant. A row of chairs lined the wall; a pleasant-sounding woman at the front desk typed at a computer. I moved to the counter, chest tight, and slid the check across the polished surface. Up close the writing looked even more ridiculous……t grand, too impossible.The teller took it from me with slender, careful fingers. She glanced down, then up at me, eyes widening in a flash I couldn’t read as anything but reaction. Her mouth formed a small, practiced smile that
더 보기
