Chapter 62.

STACY.

“The things I’m sorry for just keep piling up. I must sound like a broken record by now,” Jason breaks the silence as we walk toward his car. I can’t help the small smile that pulls at my lips for a moment. I glance at him, then quickly shift my gaze to the black van parked nearby, its presence sends an uneasy chill down my spine…To be honest after the first encounter with it, I don't want to be near it

“At least you’ve learned how to apologize. That’s more than I ever got after the divorce,” I reply, my tone lighter than it was earlier. “But really, thanks for stepping in before things got out of hand.”

Jason glances at me with a crooked smile, completely unfazed by what just went down in the coffee shop. “I’ve got to admit—you handled Nicole like a pro. I was impressed.”

I chuckle, shaking my head. “I had three years of practice as Luna,” I quip, adjusting my bag on my shoulder and wanting to be out of sight from the van. “Anyway, I need to get to the venue. I have to