Alice ended the call, her hands shaking as her phone slipped and hit the floor. Tears trickled down her face. The voice on the other end was one she knew too well; it was Baron, the owner of the Moonlight Tavern. Just days ago, he tried to drug her by spiking her drink when she visited the bar alone. Had Michael not arrived in time, she would have been violated.
"They took Susan… This is all my fault," Alice murmured, her heart heavy with guilt.
She picked up her phone anxiously, torn about whether to call Gavin. When he'd called earlier to see if she'd picked up Susan, something about his voice didn't sound right. There was a discreet sense of urgency in it as if he was shielding her from the truth that Susan had been kidnapped, sparing her from panic.
"No, this started because of me.
