Proof of Life

CADE

I grip the phone tighter, my eyes locked on the man in the hoodie as he opens the passenger door for Daphne. She slides in naturally, like she's done this a hundred times.

"Hazel," I say, my voice hoarse.

"Wait—Cade—"

"I'll call you later. I promise."

I hang up before she can say anything else and shove the phone into my pocket. My back is still screaming, but I force myself to start