Damien

Hitting the button on the steering wheel, I listened to Ella’s text message.

“Following your orders, I’m texting my whereabouts. I’m with Deidra. On our way to Beta Kappa Phi. Oh, and after you left, I had a visitor. Your wife.”

My knuckles blanched as I tightened the grip of the steering wheel. “Call Ella,” I said aloud.

“Good morning,” Ella said as she answered.

“I wish we were ...