Samantha's POV
On my phone, the message might as well have been a bullet. You should not trust her. As the words blazed into my consciousness, my fingers tightened around the phone. Who forwarded this? And why today? Suddenly the air around me felt thick and stifling. Though I could just hear the faint sound of the city behind us, my whole attention was on those three words.
"Sam, what is it? " Alex's voice caught me out of concentration; his forehead wrinkled in worry.
With a rapid switch off of the screen, I dropped the phone into my pocket while heart pounding. Something stopped me even though my impulse was to show him the message and let him in on the suspicion now biting at me. Not without more knowledge, I did not want to excessively react. Too many unknowns already existed, hen
