The night air bites at my face as I speed away from the clubhouse, my borrowed bike roaring beneath me. Chloe’s text is burning a hole in my mind: ‘Need to see you ASAP.’

Her words were short, urgent, and I don’t know if I am overthinking but it’s got my gut twisting with worry.

Did something happen to her? Or perhaps Hera? But if something happened to Hera,the best person to call is definitely not me,right? These questions keep swirling in my mind and they are doing nothing to ...