CHARLOTTE

"Are you alright?" Sonia asked as soon as I stepped into the car. I closed the door and chuckled, running my hands through my hair.

"I don't know. I don't think I'll be alright for a long time. Everything keeps taking one drastic turn after another," I replied. She arched an eyebrow and turned to the driver.

"Drive," she said. He nodded slightly and started the ignition. "Still don't think there's anything I can do to help?"

"You're getting me away from here before it starts crawling with cops. That's the best thing you can do right now," I answered as the car sped through the streets. I glanced...