Chapter 194

Evie lay on the motel bed, staring at the ceiling. Her breathing was steady. Outside, it was quiet, with a car moving through the lot.

She took a slow breath as the door opened.

“We have to go,” Leo said, stepping inside and shutting it.

“What’s happening?”

“I’ll explain in the car.” He crouched beside the bed and pulled out a black duffel. When he opened it, she saw the weapons inside—a revolver,