Chapter 79. What She Won’t Admit

Calla’s heart thudded louder in her chest as she watched Rico grab his car keys from the table and head for the door without wasting a second.

“I need to be somewhere,” he said, not even looking back at her. “Don’t wait up for me.”

Calla pushed herself up a little on the bed, confusion twisting her face. “Why? Where are you going this late?”

She was scared he wouldn’t like her asking too many questions, but she wanted to be sure. His safety matters more.

He paused for half a second, his hand already on the doorknob. “To catch some flies,” he muttered coldly.

Her brows pulled together. Before she could ask what that even meant, he stepped out and shut the door behind him, leaving her staring at the empty space he’d stood in seconds ago.

The house suddenly felt tense… too quiet.

The moment the door clicked shut, Calla’s mind started racing.

Who had called him? What did they say to get him so worked up? And what did he mean by “catch some