"Umm...you missed the turn...Winston?" Kayla inquired as the driver in the front seat seemed to ignore her as she was taken off of the road and onto the wrong exit, where she attempted to persuade the man to listen to her. However, her threats and unkind words were unheard as the car came to a stop at the same hotel she had arrived at horribly drunk and left terribly hungover the day prior.
"No...I don't want to be here...I need you to take me to Saginaw." She continued before the man handed her a card placed within a crimson envelope. If she didn't know better, she would have believed this to have been a wedding invitation due to how it had been given to her. Even the letter itself within the envelope had been written in calligraphy; a trait she couldn’t imagine Devon Adams sitting down
