Gabriel did not waste any time. After throwing the box into the trash, he turned around.
"Let's go now."
"What do you mean?"
"I won't take the risk. If he could send this item to this house again, it means he knows where you live."
Without giving me any room to protest, Gabriel took my jacket, grabbed my bag, and pulled me out of the house. His car was already running, as if he had anticipated everything.
Not a single word was spoken during the drive. Only the roar of the engine and the sound of our own breaths could be heard. I knew Gabriel was thinking intensely. His eyes stared straight at the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel as if he wanted to break it.
We arrived at his apartment, a tall building with layered security systems. As soon as the elevator doors opened, Gab
