JJ
The bell over the front door chimed while I was still staring at the anonymous message thread.
My thumb froze above the screen.
Heavy boots crossed the lobby, followed by the voice I had spent nearly a week not hearing.
“Where’s my wife?”
Havoc.
I closed the conversation before he could reach the hallway and slipped my phone into the pocket of my skirt. The pendant rested against my chest under my top.
My body tightened automatically.
I forced it to relax.
Tomorrow was Thursday.
I had already missed one visit with Millie, and Havoc knew exactly how badly I wanted the next one. He always seemed to become more demanding the closer I got to seeing her, as though my desperation made me easier to bend.
He was right.
I adjusted the necklace and turned toward my supplies just as
