Chapter 66. School Morning

Calla tossed and turned in bed for the rest of the night. She couldn’t remember how she even got home from the warehouse, only that she’d ended up curled on her side, her knees pulled to her chest like she was trying to hold herself together.

Her eyes were wide open now, dry and empty. She had cried until her throat burned, and her chest hurt from trying to swallow the sound of it.

She wouldn’t want Eli to hear her cry.

Not once did she ever think things would go this far. Planting trackers, slipping microphones into corners was all she could stomach. That felt distant and indirect. But to personally sabotage Rico? To deliver him into an attack? That was something else entirely.

It’ll be too much and going too far.

She had refused. She had stood her ground, her voice shaking but firm, saying she would never go that far. She could never taint her hands like that.

But Salvatore had lunged and grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back so h