JAKE

“You might want to listen to her,” I told Isabelle.

She stared into my eyes, like she was weighing her thoughts.

Then she took a deep breath.

Before she could respond, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

I pulled it out, my eyes scanning the screen. The message was from Nicholas. My jaw tightened as I read it, my fingers gripping the phone so hard I thought the screen might crack.

“Now you know, I can reach your girl faster than you do.”

The words burned into my mind, each word annoying me.

What did he mean by that?

What was he talking about?

I clenched my fist, my...