Let Me In
“Oh yeah, because I’m wallowing in the gutter. Think again, Dr. Marsh. You don’t know shit. You didn’t know shit then and you don’t know shit now.”
“Xander, please,” Evie begged. “You were in his class?”
“Yes. My senior year. Like I said, it was some of the worst days of my life.”
Marsh looked at me. His scornful gaze would have made a lesser man squirm. I didn’t flinch. I glared right back at him. “Did you go after my daughter to get back at me?” he asked.
I rolled my eyes. “Why would I waste a minute of my time doing anything to get back at you? I don’t have to get back at you. I’m more successful than you will ever dream of being. That’s my revenge.”