Riya's POV
10pm.
Big Red Strip Club
Do not be late.
Fear consumed me as I read the text message from Isla, my heart sinking with each word. Everything had been smooth sailing for me lately, to the point where Isla had slipped from my mind entirely.
Yet, here she was again, appearing in my message box like a harbinger of chaos, a mere moment away from disrupting my life.
“Is everything okay?”
Hiram's question startled me, nearly causing me to leap from my seat. I hastily set my phone down on the dining table where we had been enjoying our small, cozy dinner before the message interrupted us.
I forced a smile as I responded.
“Yes. It's Lizzy. They are staying overnight at the fashion house because we've had tons of orders lately. I have to come help.”
Hiram stared at me as if I
