Taylor’s P.O.V.
I stared out the window of the driving vehicle, and suddenly realized that the scenery in front of me was not the way towards my apartment.
“Where are we going?” I asked Nico, knowing that an answer from him would not come. So, instead, I tried to focus myself on my breathing and not freaking the f**k out about what I had just seen happening right in front of me and with my own eyes. I mean, I shouldn’t be surprised in all honesty. Nico had been stabbed in the gut, he was a bad boy through and through, the guys who he was hanging around with could have easily been bad boys themselves because they sure as hell all shared the same vibe. The don’t-you-dare-to-mess-with-me kind of vibe. My brother Jed had had a bad feeling about them since the start. Hell, what if he was righ
