Evelyn and Lena decided to walk back home to help with digestion. They were almost at Lena’s street when a black vehicle sped past them. Lena paused, turning her head. “Hm… who’s that?” She narrowed her eyes, trying to catch the plate number. “I’m not expecting anyone… and that’s not Rhys’ car either.”

Evelyn’s lips pressed together. “That… looks like the car Roman usually uses.” Lena’s eyes widened instantly. “Eve! You didn’t text him your location or anything?!” Evelyn flinched slightly. “No need to yell. I forgot.” Lena stared at her in disbelief. “Do you want to land me in trouble?!”

“Why would you get in trouble?” Evelyn asked, confused....