The night had passed on a whim, and the morning light was filtering into my hotel room recklessly. I had let the windows open the previous night as I enjoyed staring into the blue moon’s eyes, but now, cold air bit my lungs.
The sight of the moon was the only thing that got me to sleep amid my raging thoughts, especially after my encounter with MacGregor. He was a sly devil. That I knew. I just had to figure out how to outsmart him on his turf.
I checked the time — 10pm. Pretty early for someone awake almost all night. Brie and I had parted ways on a high note, and as I suspected, a message from her popped up on my phone as soon as I picked it up.
It read, ‘Good morning, husband.’
A smile crept up my lips, but disappeared immediately at the thought of what awaited me.
I dialled the v
