Chapter 5
Ava
LATER THAT DAY, I returned the motorcycle to the rental company, and took the first flight back to my condo in Miami. After walking through the door, I called my mother and left a message, letting her know I’d returned. I then attempted to call Andrew again, but there was still no answer. I began to wonder if he’d chosen to avoid me as well. It was a sad thought, although I didn’t know what kind of life he had now, and the fact that he was mixed in with an outlaw biker club spoke volumes. It was very possible he’d changed and wasn’t the sweet guy I used to know. I hoped I was wrong, but life could do a number on an individual. I knew that more than anyone.
Later that evening, Mom called and asked if I wanted her to go with me to the funeral. I knew she wanted to support me
