“Where are we going?” I ask after a minute. He lowers the volume. “One of my construction sites.” “I swear I’ll haunt you forever if I end up being buried beneath six feet of concrete tonight.” “I’m flattered you want to hang around me for all eternity.” His eyes sparkle. Mine narrow into slits. He raises his right hand. “No need to worry. So long as my mother loves you, I’ll let you live.” “I’m not sure whether to be horrified by the threat or impressed you’re willing to put up with me solely because your mother loves me.”
