C71

DAMIEN

“Be careful,” Victor’s words echoed in my head as I left the police station.

Frustrated, I slammed the car door, startling John. “Sorry,” I mumbled, settling into my seat. I pulled out my phone and noticed messages from Missy and Rafael. I opened Missy’s first—updates on the break-in. After replying, I clicked on Rafael’s.

It was just an address. No explanation.

I texted him back