CHAPTER 56 – Storage Unit
The silence after Ramirez left was so thick it felt like it had a weight. Lia sat at the table in Café Rio, her fingers wrapped tight around her lukewarm coffee, eyes glued to the last place the detective had been standing. No one said anything. Not Mila. Not Imani. Not Savannah. “It felt like Ramirez had left a ticking clock behind,” Lia thought, stomach twisting. “She can’t really make that kind of deal, right?” Mila finally said, breaking the tension but not the dread. Her voice was brittle, like she was trying not to sound worried. “Probably not,” Imani said, dragging her spoon around the rim of her untouched mug. “But she wants us to panic. To make us believe what they want. Especially when prison is on the table.” Lia swallowed hard, guilt still heavy in her chest. They were all
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