I didn't want to hear it. But it hit anyway. Hard. Was this my fault? Had I put Emilia at risk? She helped me… albeit involuntarily. She trusted me. And now she could be lying in a ditch because of it. God… every part of this was spiraling. Guy never stopped haunting my life.
I swung the car around and merged onto the main road, mind running at full speed. I set the GPS to that bowling place across from her apartment building. Couldn't remember the exact address, but the sign outside the alley was burned into my mind.
I parked at the curb and turned to Cora.
"I need to drop you here," I said. "I'm going to check her apartment."
"Alone?" Her eyes widened. "No. Let me come."
"I know someone tougher than both of us. Name's Tuck. I'll call him in. Just go home, okay?"
She hesitated, then nodded. "Y-yes." She opened the door. "Be safe."
"I will. And… sorry for dropping you like this."
"It's okay. I like walking."
"Thanks. Really."
