Chapter 46. Mr. Salvatore

Calla didn’t sleep a wink all night. She tossed and turned until dawn, and now she was paying for it with a hangover and a pounding headache.

Eli was supposed to be discharged today, but she decided to let him stay. Under Simon’s watchful eyes, he was safer there than with her.

She sipped her coffee, Luxe’s words echoing in her head. The plan was risky, but it was the only way out. She’d start working again as they ordered—secretly—until she could clear the debt. Rico could never find out.

That was the tricky part. How was she supposed to sneak around with Bruno always hovering nearby? Then again, he hadn’t been around much since the day he dropped her off with that warning.

Guilt twisted in her chest. She couldn’t believe she was actually considering it.

Her phone buzzed just as she rinsed her mug. A new text.

[Meet us at the old warehouse on Miller Street. 12 a.m. Don’t be late.]

Her stomach dropped.

“This is it,” she muttered under