I was on my sports bike, driving madly to the front ground, hoping I'd get there before the authorities so I didn't hear my phone buzz in my pocket until I arrived.
I parked my bike in an auspicious space before making my way through dozens of containers until I stopped in front of an orange one with little black markings. The place was as quiet as a graveyard with the only good thing about it being the refreshing smell of the sea.
My phone buzzed again and this time, I retrieved it from my pocket and was surprised to see multiple texts and missed calls from an unknown number.
"It's Damon. Call me when you receive this."
"Kay, everything has changed. You need to run now."
"It's a trap Kay! Don't go there."
"I'm coming to you."
Soft breeze stroked the skin at the back of my neck at t
