(Bexley)
Another week had passed, and everyone was on edge as we waited for Gage to come to London.
I hadn't heard anything else from Vince..which I am more than grateful, but I can't help but get the feeling that I am being watched. I don't know what it is..but everywhere I go, I feel like there are eyes always following me.
Then yesterday Gage called with bad news..Vince was gone. That's why we are packing up and changing hotels. Marco has also hired a few more bodyguards to keep us watched at all times. I just feel sick to my stomach with worry and stress.
Well..maybe for some other reason too but I'm trying not to think about it. Gage wanted me to wait until he comes here to take the test..but it's eating me alive..especially since I threw up this morning after smelling Kristi's
