Chapter 142

I wish I could say I embraced the moment and jumped in the car, headed toward my future full blast, but that is not what happened. Not at all.

I stared at Frankie, trying to figure out what the hell was going on with me and him. It was as if the entire world froze around us, and I didn’t care what was happening on the streets. At least until one of the van doors opened.

I might not have had any guarantees about what Frankie planned to do with me, but whatever awaited in that black van was by far worse. With no argument at all, I let Frankie push me into the car, and I never objected when he slammed the door and tapped the back of the seat.

Our vehicle peeled away from the curb, the tires squealing, and the motion threw me back against the seat as I scrambled to buckle my safety belt.