Her blood ran cold. Before she could process the implications, another text came through.

Ben: He's destroying your apartment. I have called the police. Get somewhere safe. There's not a lot they can do because he lives there and you are not home.

"Joy?" Grayson's voice seemed to come from very far away. "What is it?"

Honey looked up, her face drained of color. "I—I need to go."

"What's happened?" He stood, alarm creeping into his expression.

"Nothing that concerns you." She tried to ...