Marek: ‘Good morning.’
Ten minutes later.
Marek: ‘Ria?’
Another ten.
Marek: ‘I’m going to tape the phone to your hand when I get back.’
Marek: ‘Ria seriously.’
I pursed my lips and opted to call him back rather than text.
“I swear, Ria, I gave you a simple instruction. To keep your phone on you at all times.”
Sighing, I laid my head down on the table. “I know. I’m sorry. I was downstairs and…”
“You went downstairs. With no way to track you if someone took you?”
“Vlad, Keenan and two other guys were with me. I was in eyeshot the whole time.”
He groaned. “Ria, I can help protect you but you need to help me here.”
“I know. I’ll get used to it. If it’s any consolation, I had a knife with me.”
“It’s not.”
I rolled my eyes. “Well it should be.”
“Búsinka, if you keep doing thi
