Eden
Day Seven
An hour after Angie whispered in Antonio’s ear, she was back in her cell, pacing back and forth.
Would he come with a weapon and shoot her? Would he kill Harper for spite? Her daughter looked enough like her that it would be easy to guess they were related.
Luna sat cross-legged on her lower bunk. “What are you so anxious about?”
Should Angie give the younger woman the keycard? She’d been thinking about it all day. It was her best option, especially now that she was on Antonio’s radar.
She pulled the scratched magnetic card from the depths of her pocket and gave it to Luna. “You can hide this in a c***k in the bricks on the floor. Be ready to take everyone to the boats.”
“Why?” Luna’s russet eyes narrowed. “What are you planning?”
Before Angie could answer, the doo
