Chapter 16
“WHERE ARE YOU?”
The message woke her up early Monday morning, just a few hours after she’d finally fallen asleep on the grad student lounge couch.
Gus had been texting her variations of “we need to talk” and “give me a chance to explain” since Saturday, but the texting had come to an abrupt stop on Sunday night. She’d hoped that meant he’d given up and had set the phone to vibrate just in case he hadn’t.
Big mistake. The phone loudly vibrating against the lounge’s coffee table not only woke her out of a tortured sleep, but the buzz that accompanied his latest message made it seem angrier than any of the ones that had come before.
Squinting in the dim morning light, she picked up the phone with a plan to set it on “Do Not Disturb,” but then a new message came through.
“Ser
