AZURA.

I hadn’t even gotten to the entrance to the motel when the phone beeped, and I looked down at it.

Judah.

I felt sick and my heart was thumping before I even clicked on it.

I hated being around him. I hated how whenever he was near, something always went wrong. I just wished he was gone from my life for good, or better yet, I wish I had never fucking met him.

I looked down at my phone, frowning at the message.

‘I want you to take out any weapons you are carrying, and toss them in that trash bin. Then make your way around the back and...