CHAPTER 25
JAZZY
Jazzy sat in her car before the front gate, when she found her key wasn’t working. The gate remained ominously shut.
A spark of worry fluttered in her chest. Hector didn’t look like he was coming over to tell her the gate remained closed because of a technical flaw.
She lowered the car window when he knocked on it. “What’s going on, Hector?”
“You can’t leave.”
“What do you mean, I can’t leave?”
“Gio’s orders,” he said, giving her a scrutinizing look. “Something about keeping you inside while he was on a monster hunt. I really hope he doesn’t mean some role play by that, ‘cause my men get paid by the hour and they ain’t cheap.”
Unbelievable!
She drove her car back into the garage, and then stomped into the house, all the while dialing Gio.
“Yes, bella?”
“Don’t yo
