NIKLAS
By the time Cole and Callum got into the car, I had already gone to the back seat. Cole was better at trailing behind them without being spotted. Besides, the last thing I wanted was more pressure.
“What if they don't go back to the motel room?” I asked. “We can't tell if they have already caught up on us.”
Cole's undivided attention was on the road ahead. “We follow them. We didn't come this far to let them get away. Even if they start running, we have to chase them.” He stopped to give them more distance. “But let's hope it doesn't get to that.”
My right hand fiddled with the ring that was on my ‘wedding ring finger’. As I looked at the ring on my finger, I thought about getting married. Yeah, what a mind I had. Not sure how I felt admitting this, but I knew I spent an embar
