Wicked RIDE

Five Wishes - Book 5

elise sax

"Fiona Jones, get your head out of the toilet."

My voice echoes in the empty bathroom, reverberating off the porcelain commode. I've been sitting on my knees, staring at the water forever. If I don't get up, I'm going to miss my appointment, and how will I ever find another killer to hire?

Killer.

My stomach clenches, and I get another rush of nausea. But I can't throw up, again. I'm ...