Chapter 109 Davon

• DAVON
• The drive to Samantha’s friend’s apartment is quiet—too quiet. The only sound is the steady hum of the engine and the tapping of my fingers against my knee. Brad sits beside me, his face unreadable, though I know he’s just as unhappy about this trip as I am. Still, I’ve had enough. Samantha’s defiance, her constant attempts to escape, her sharp tongue, her stubborn refusal to see things my way, has pushed me past the edge of patience.
• And I know exactly who’s been feeding her these ideas. Sofia. She’s the only person Samantha trusts enough to plot something this reckless.