THIRD PERSON POV
Maxie didn't even let Tory finish.
She just shook her head, eyes blazing with disbelief.
"Yeah. Sure. Diana is the demon of the family. Right."
She scoffed hard. "I don't believe you."
"Maxie…"
"Save it." She shut him out, her hands raised. She turned her back on him and walked away, already dialing again.
"Come on, Zion… pick. Please pick." But the call still didn't go through
Her legs were shaking but she kept moving, muttering, "I don't have time for any confused Langley story today."
Behind her, Tory stood completely frozen, like she'd slapped the truth out of his mouth.
He watched her walk off.
Watched her desperation.
Watched her fear.
His jaw clenched, then he spun around, marched straight to his car, got in, and slammed the door.
The tires screeched as he sped off… straight past her.
Maxie paused mid-street, staring after the car in disbelief.
"Wow," she muttered. "What the hell is wrong with that one?"
She shook her head aggressively.
