Nixx
I stared at the last two messages until the words blurred.
Her:
You cost me my daughter.
Her:
Stay away from me.
I typed anyway.
Me:
JJ, please.
The message sat beneath hers without delivering.
I tried again.
Me:
Please answer me.
Nothing. She had blocked me.
Benny sat across the motel room watching my face. “What happened?”
“She blocked the number.”
He was quiet for half a second. “Probably because she told you to stay away.”
I shoved the phone into my pocket and grabbed my helmet.
“Nixx.”
“He hit her.”
“I know.”
“She told me he hit her and then blocked me.”
“And she told you to stay away.”
I turned toward him. “You expect me to sit here?”
“No.” Benny leaned back in the chair. “I expect you to decide whether going over there is for her or for you.”
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