23
Elle
Two weeks later
Fourteen days, twelve hours and thirty minutes.
That’s how much time has passed since Alec and I visited the Queen of Hearts. Since then, there’s been no word from him. And I’m not the only one, either. Knox hasn’t heard from Alec, either.
Bry and I have gotten a new apartment near central park and school. This isn’t one of Azizi’s safe houses, by the way. Knox actually owns it.
Side note: I never suspected that Knox owned an apartment complex. Then again, I didn’t know he had multiple castles in Europe, either. So there you go.
It took a few days of camping at the speedway, but the place finally got magically secured. We moved in last week, and that’s when the ugliness happened.
Honestly, it’s more than I want to think about right now.
So I won’t.
Instead
