DENVER
She is not in the coffee shop anymore, and her friends aren’t there either. My jaw tightens when one of the attorneys tells me she left with Karina and Ryker.
Of course, it’s f*****g Ryker again. Maybe this time I need to get the boy transferred to the other branch for real.
I pull out my phone and call her as I head to my car, but she doesn’t pick up. My wrist wraps around the steering so tight that I nearly break it from its hinges.
Why the heck did she leave without informing me? And maybe it wouldn’t have been this disturbing if she only went out with Karina.
But that’s not the case here; she went with the Ryker as well. The f*****g guy who’s been having eyes on her.
I dial her number again and drive out of D&D. Still no answer.
I loosen my tie as I hit the gas and reach
