I’ve wiped my sweaty palms on the fabric of my pants at least a dozen times. They’ve been inside the Underground for the last two hours.
Nico parked us towards the end of the parking lot, and we’ve been watching the door waiting for them to appear.
The door opened and I moved towards the windshield to get a better view, but two men stumbled out that were not Sam or Wes. Relaxing my shoulders, I slumped into my seat.
“They’re going to be okay,” Nico whispered, placing his hand on my thigh and massaging it gently.
“I know....I know. I’m worrying for nothing,” I whispered, not really believing my words, but right now, it was all I had to hold onto.
I felt Bailey’s hand on my shoulder, “Are you sure you could trust Summer?”
The more I thought about it, the more I wasn’t entirel
