Krystal’s POV
After losing Brian in the crowd and reading the threat on my phone, I wandered for a while, unsure of where to go.I did not have the courage to go back to my apartment or the strength to face Colt or the tears to start crying. Finally, I booked into a cheap downtown hotel under a fake name, paid in cash, and avoided cameras as much as possible. I closed the door behind me and continued to sit on the front of the bed looking at the message that was still reflecting on my phone.
"STOP DIGGING OR YOU’LL BE NEXT."
I read it and reread it until letters were a smear. My heart beat in my chest. Now I was really dangerous to them. Whatever was in that USB drive in the car Brian was driving was enough to make a person want to get me closed up so that I cannot talk.
I didn't sleep
