Bridget made her way down the quiet street, heart racing as she clutched her phone tightly. She knew what she had to do if she wanted to survive this. She walked quickly toward her car.
"How in the world did you get yourself into this mess, Bridget?" Her own thought hit her hard. Things wouldn't be this bad if she hadn't gotten involved with the Golden Circle, especially Seth Johnson.
"I need to find a way out," she thought to herself. Selling out Seth and Richard was her best chance. But the real challenge was convincing Miguel to trust her again, after everything.
She took a steadying breath, scrolling through her contacts until she found Miguel’s name. It hadn't been long since she’d last reached out, and it went terribly wrong, but there was no other option. She decided to call Migu
