We get out of the car to inspect it, belatedly noticing that two tires have been slashed, front passenger and rear driver.
“No, no, no!” I cry. “Fuck, I can’t believe this. I think I’m going to cry again. Shit.”
Kat rushes to give me a hug. “It’s okay. We’ll just call an Uber or something.” She gets her phone out of her purse to make the call. “No service. Lex, you got service?”
Lexie shakes her head. “And neither does Remi,” she says holding up my phone as well.
Tears sneak out of my eyes and begin their descent down my cheeks. I don’t even have the energy to wipe them away.
“We got this, Rem,” Kat says. “We’ll just head back to the lobby where we have a signal and make the call. Easy peasy.”
I nod.
We make our way back to the elevator and make the ascent back up to the lobby. Lexie gets a signal back shortly before we reach the lobby floor.
“Texting Alex now,” she says. The elevator doors open, Lexie heads out first, head down, fingers moving. Kat takes a moment to wipe my tears away before we exit.
I hear Lexie grunt before she bounces back into us. Large hands grip her on the waist to steady her.
“I’m so sorry,” Lexie starts “I wasn’t watching… ohmigod.”
Kat and I both look up to see what's happening, and at the same time Kat says, “Trevor?”