Chapter 64

I feel like I have walked the streets of the Hamptons for days, alone and afraid, and yet it’s only been hours. I have never felt so distraught and sick with regret in all my life. I have walked in circles, going through a million doubts and emotions, and I feel mentally ravaged.

I got to the bus depot not long after I got away from Mico and then lost my courage when I saw two boys who could have been Alexi’s brothers at the terminal and realised I was in the land of Carrero. I mean, there are not many harlot redheads in this part, and I stand out like a sore thumb. They all live and breathe around this part of the world. Word would fly fast about wherever I was heading.

Five-foot-six, slender with large breasts and a trim body, red hair, pouting red lips on a pretty attractive face and dressed head to foot in designer black, figure-hugging tailoring and high-heeled boots. I am hardly easy to hide, even with a mismatched baseball cap. I tried to track a flight out of her