Either way Mina was almost positive this was nowhere near where her family lived. She wasn’t even sure if Jared knew where he was driving to. It was another ten minutes before she asked him the question that had been plaguing her. “Where did you get the car?” “Huh?” “Don’t play dumb. I know you have a black motorcycle. I even saw you crash it, and yet somehow you’ve been riding the same bike the last few weeks. I have never seen you drive a car before today, so where did you get this car?” Silence filled the air. When he wasn’t forthcoming with an answer, she asked, “Did you steal it?” “No!” he barked out angrily. “I did not steal it.” “Then where did you get it?” She crossed her arms indignantly and glared at him. “It is none of your concern.” “Of course it is my concern. I need to know if I’m consorting with a criminal!” “Mina, you know I’m not a criminal!” “No, I don’t. You have made certain that I know very little about you.
