A stream of sunlight went into Emma’s eye and jolted her awake. She had only meant to rest her head, but the sun was out.
“s**t!” she cursed, scrambling for her phone. She looked at the time and panic sunk in. She was so late. The phone started to ring and she answered.
“Girl,” Sabrina admonished.
“I know, I know!” Emma said as she ran around her room like a tornado.
“You better get here like right now before Will goes out on a murder spree.”
“How bad is it?”
“I think he may try to kill the florist any second now.”
“Okay. I’ll be there soon.”
“Make it sooner.”
Emma hung up and hurled herself in the shower, threw on some simple clothes and launched herself out the door. Jack was waiting for her downstairs and she asked to drive as fast as he coul
