“Sometimes I think liars are almost as bad as thieves,” he said through a tight jaw. “They steal away trust, something that can’t be returned.” Before she could even rise from her chair, he left the house, his quick, sure movements and long strides easily outpacing hers. Hilo stormed out the door and got into the Duchesse, only to realize that in the heat of the moment, he’d left his car keys in the house along with his jacket, weapons, and wallet. He howled in frustration and banged the steering wheel, then rolled down the window and smoked
