“Get to Mac’s. Now.” The pit that’d been in my gut all day grew into a black hole. “What’s wrong?” “The watch I gave you yesterday? It’s activated. Recording. I’ll let the others know to roll out, but you need to get there fast.” “What’s happening?” I had no clue what he was seeing, but his voice was frantic. “Fuck, Hollywood. He’s gonna kill her. He’s gonna fuckin’ kill her.”
