Chapter 1

Mia’s POV

My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to punch its way out as I pulled up to that creepy old warehouse on the edge of town.

The place looked like it had been rotting there for decades, with broken windows and weeds choking the cracked concrete.

I killed the engine and sat there gripping the steering wheel, the thick envelope of cash digging into my palm through my jacket pocket.

Twenty-one years old and already married for two damn years. I told Jake my mom had a sudden flare-up and needed me right away.

He agreed with me, kissed my forehead, and said to...