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The typing bubbles appear.

Violet: He drove you?

Me: Long story.

Violet: Hitman long story?

Me: Kind of.

Violet: I hate when you say that.

Me:

Another message appears.

Violet: I’ll be there in about eight minutes.

Me: Okay.

I look around.

Marissa still hasn’t shown up. Thank God.

If she gets here before Violet, I'm making her wait.

My phone buzzes again.

Roman: You okay?

I stare at the message. Then out the window. His truck is gone.

Me: No. Joined a cult.

The response comes immediately.

Roman: Callie.

Me: Yes, Hot Lips. Everything is fine.

Roman: Violet there?

Me: Eight minutes away.

Three dots immediately appear.

Roman: Callie.

Me: I'm inside. I'm not leaving. She's almost here.

Roman: Stay inside.

Me: Yes, Dad.

Roman: Stop calling me that.

Me: Daddy?

Roman: Chaos!