"I agree." Jax powered off the phone and clutched it in his hand. "So, what do we do? I can smash it, and we run again. Or we take a huge risk that Isach or someone else did leave this here for us."

My heart raced, and my stomach knotted. No matter what choice we made, we were taking a risk. If we smashed the phone and one of our friends or family had left it for us, we'd have no way to stay in touch and get updates. But if they hadn't left the phone, if one of the guards had ...