Chapter Twenty-Three
I PULLED INTO a parking lot, which was across the street from Club Hideaway, and parked the car. Then I texted Krystal. She called me right away.
“Perfect timing. The s**t is about to hit the fan. Jason is heading toward the door with some girl, and we’re getting ready to follow him.”
“I’ll wait out here. I don’t want him to see me.”
“Good idea. I’ll call you right back,” she said, hanging up.
I stayed in my car and watched the front door, anxious and scared at the same time. A few minutes later, I saw Jason step outside with a girl. He had his arm around her shoulders. I noticed she was lucid and actually seemed to be enjoying their conversation. It made me wonder if I was wrong about everything. Sure, he’d been an asshole, but had he really drugged me?
As they
