The Next Morning…
I was in the middle of a very good dream when Kate’s voice pulled me out of it.
“Alessia.” She was at my door, her voice low but tight in the way it got when she was trying not to panic. “Alessia, wake up.”
I opened my eyes. The room was bright with late morning light. “What time is it?” I asked, yawning.
“That doesn’t matter right now.” She stepped fully into the room and I could see from her expression that something had happened. “There are two men at the door.”
I blinked. “What?”
“Two men. In black. They knocked and I opened it and they are just standing there very politely and that is somehow making yhinhs worse. I have no idea what the f**k is going on.”
She crossed her arms and leaned in. “Alessia, please tell me you didn’t borrow money from one of those pri
