By the time we reached the hotel, I realized just how exhausted I was. My entire body hurt from the wreck. My nerves were shot as I remembered the woman’s fear. How the water had felt when it filled my lungs. She had died a horrible death.
It was one that would stick with me for a while. No matter how much I tried to forget about it.
I shut the water off from my shower as soon as I could. Don’t get me wrong. It felt divine. But I didn’t want to think about what I had experienced. I didn’t want to think about the spirit or my current fight with Joey. I shouldn’t be so nice to him, but what choice did I have? I didn’t want the rest of the world to know that he had gotten me thrown into an ethereal prison because he was a damn drug trafficker.
The truth was, I didn’t want to think about an
