Chapter 68

I’m some weird combination of fuming and afraid. Anxious and livid. I know mixed feelings can be rough, but feeling these two extremes aren’t easy. I try to tamp it all down and just think about what I have to do in order to get ready for the gala.

“Hey Pablo, my appointment at the salon isn’t for another few hours, so we’ve got some time to kill. We could head to get something to eat,” I say, just now realizing that I’m alone with Pablo. Shit. If this is the hormones, I need to get this under control.

“Sure, absolutely. I know a great place,” Pablo says, starting the car.

There are a few moments of tense silence before I ask, “Where are Josiah and Emilio?”

Pablo clears his throat, “Emilio is with Dante. They think that they have a lead on who is doing some of this. And Josiah…well, I though that he was at Emily’s, but I guess not.”

That strikes me as weird. They always know where each other is.

“Oh…ok,