บท 44: Chapter 44

"Oh my god," I mutter, running my fingers through my hair. It takes me a moment to realise that I've been holding my breath in for way too long.

"What's wrong?" Gabe takes another sip.

"We have to leave now! Tristan's in some sort of weird hostage situation. I'll explain in the cab."

Gabe frowns, looking baffled. "What do you mean hostage situation? He's a big guy, he can take care of himself."

I stand up, grabbing my clutch with shaking hands. "I know, but we have to go and see if we can help him out. We don't have much time!"

Still looking befuddled, he gets up and follows me out of the bar without a further word.Pushing the door, I look frantically for the nearest cab rank and after briskly walking down the street I hail a cab, we get into the back and I hurriedly take out my phone to find the text message Tristan sent me.