Chapter 5 - Grisham
That night, I had a hard time sleeping, and it wasn’t because I was on my couch. It was because Vianna was in my bed, sleeping.
No matter what I did, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. I kept trying to think about Trenton and where we might be able to find him and Sage, but my other head wanted attention.
Maybe I was in denial. I didn’t want Vianna to be hurt, but I was afraid that was exactly what was going to happen. Because if Trenton was mixed up with drugs, then Sage might’ve been snatched specifically to keep Trenton in line. Or, if Sage was in on it, maybe Vianna was in danger, because then she could be the one snatched to keep Sage in line.
It was enough to make my head hurt.
My other head, now that was throbbing. When Vianna had come out of the bathroom wi
