Etta gripped the steering wheel with tight knuckles. What the hell was Jørn thinking? She had just gotten off the phone with Kyle, who somehow had managed to find a degree of humor in his near encounter with Jørn’s fist. And for what? Because Mr. Albert had convinced him that she and Kyle were having an affair?
“You shouldn’t be so upset about this. You saw this coming.” Baldwin broke into her thoughts. “You actually should be praying about what actions you should take in order to do some damage control.”
Etta glanced at him before putting her eyes back on the road. “Uh, no, I didn’t see this coming. This is totally out of character! He was going to beat up Kyle, Baldwin, all because of a something Mr. Albert said.”
“He’s frustrated because he doesn’t know what’s going on.”
“I told him to trust me!” She snapped.
“That’s easier said than done, especially considering the circumstances. Put yourself in his shoes, see things from his perspective. He just found out I’m alive, sort of, and that you knew about it all along. And to add insult to injury, you won’t tell him anything about me.”
“What does that have to do with Kyle, Baldwin?!” She couldn’t help but bark at him.