Shadowed

THE TAIL

~GAEL POV~

The bus to Lisbon smelled like diesel and someone's leftover bocadillo.

I was sitting three rows from the back, hunched in the window seat, my hood pulled up even though it was warm. My phone was in my hand, screen lighting up every thirty seconds as I checked for messages.

Nothing.

Sienna wasn't answering. The burner I had called her on went straight to voicemail now.

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