Chapter 39 A Wedding Night Of Reconciliations

• Emi.
• ""You messed up, Emi, you know it. You and your stupid habit of solving things on your own, you don't even apologize, let alone answer his question. You remain as silent as a tomb, while, because of you, we've been going around in circles like idiots, albeit in a limousine, which must be worth five years of an average worker's salary. Meanwhile, your husband remains silent, waiting for you to apologize and answer him. What are you going to do about it? Are you going to continue playing the outraged for another hour? Answer him already! And apologize, you know you messed up." " my damn conscience has been nagging me for the last half hour as the car roams the streets of Philadelphia, non"stop."
• I knew I had messed up, my silence wasn't helping, especially when Perseus asked me if I knew who Jack Foster was, and even more so when we got in the car, and I didn't answer him when he asked me if I planned to tell him about my encounter with that idiot Foster.