“You aren’t going anywhere without me.” Say what? I reared my head back enough to look at his face, indifferent to how much of a wreck I had to be. “But you told—” Kulti’s face was gentle. His eyes were brighter than ever. “I have so much to teach you, Taco,” he said with a flick of his eyebrow. “Unless you have something in writing, there would never be proof of an agreement to begin with.”
