174 Desperate Measures

(Judy)

I stand on the balcony of my castle in France, the sun doing little to warm the chill that’s settled deep in my bones. The view from the highest hilltop here is breathtaking, but all I can think about is Jayden.

He’s slipping away from me. I can feel it in every clipped word, every unanswered call. He’s more distant, more unreachable, and it’s driving me mad.

I need Ashlyn to step up, to start pushing Winona again, to destabilize her. But Ashlyn has been quiet, too quiet. She’s stalling, and I don’t have time for this. Whatever clever little plan Ashlyn thinks she has, won’t work.

If she thinks she’s going all vigilante on me, that she’s safe because I’m in another country, she’s wrong.

I text her number.

Call me. I need to speak with you. Urgent

It’s difficult for her to be able to call, I know that. But she’ll find a way.

The tension coils in my chest as I wait for her to text back. To my surprise, my phone rings and it’s her.

“That was fast. I like it.”

“Judy,” she says, her