Tiffany’s phone dinged with another message, this time from Henri.

“Come unarmed and alone,” it read, followed by an address.

Ignoring the instruction to come unarmed, Tiffany strapped her favorite knife inside her boot. She wasn’t about to walk into this completely defenseless.

As she headed for the door, Riley stepped in front of her, eyes filled with concern. “Tiffany, please be careful. I know you’re tough, but this Henri sounds unhinged. Don’t take any unnecessary ...