MIMI

The doors of the juvenile center creaked open. The warm breeze of freedom brushed across my face. I took a step forward—into freedom. Behind me, the doors began to wind shut once more.

The day you're released, just know Emmette Nash is dead.

Abigail really kept her promise.

Once you’re free, I’ll have my driver and your brother pick you up. Come see me immediately.

I stepped ahead and spotted the limo she’d described. Parked not too far away, it stood sleek and still. I smiled and made my way toward it, stopping at the passenger-side window.

I gave the tinted glass a light tap.

The window lowered, and...