Page 85 of Menace in Vegas

ALLIE! ANSWER YOUR PHONE!

WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?!?

I’M CALLING THE POLICE!!!

I’M REALLY WORRIED. PLEASE ANSWER ME!

Are you mad at me?

Did you lose your phone?

DID CONNOR KIDNAP YOU? ARE YOU TIED TO A CHAIR??

I’M SENDING OUT A SEARCH PARTY! I’M GONNA LET FORD’S CRAZY TEAMMATES LOOSE TO SEARCH FOR YOU!

I laugh and shake my head. If Iweretied to a chair, I wouldn’t be able to read and respond to her messages.

I love Harper. She loses all sense of rational thought when she’s worried.

I debate chucking my phone out the window instead of responding, knowing what’s about to unfold. But she may seriously let Ford’s unhinged teammates loose if I don’t, so it’s for the best that I respond.

Although, I’m really surprised, given how long it’s taken us to make this journey to Vegas, she didn’t send them on a manhunt for us.

I sigh and begin responding.

I’m fine.

Connor is fine.

Although he’s the WORST human on the planet.

We’re driving to Vegas.

Driving??

Why the hell are you DRIVING to Vegas????

It’s a long story.

BITCH, I HAVE TIME.

I pinch the bridge of my nose, amused and irritated.

I should lie and tell her the car broke down, which Petal did. Say we got stuck in traffic. Sayanythingthat won’t raise her suspicions.

But I know better. She’s already suspicious. She wouldn’t be calling me BITCH in caps if she wasn’t.

Something happened.

What happened?

Something HAPPENED!!

OMG! DID YOU HAVE SEX WITH HIM?!?!

I make a choking sound.

Goddamn it! She made that leap quicker than I thought she would.

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