August 16, 2024

Curls & Chaos - Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

After her shower, Rizzo lay in the strange bed and stared at the ceiling. The blinds on the windows didn’t block all of the light from the street, so passing cars painted abstract patterns on the ceiling. She’d had a good cry in the shower and felt a little better, but now she was tired and pissed off. Someone had torched her home and threatened her family. It had to be because of the auction they disrupted. That’s the only thing that made sense to her. The threats and voicemails with that robotic voice hadn’t started until after the auction. They probably tracked her and the rest of them through the information they garnered from Rico’s wallet and phone.
She really needed to shut her brain off and it wasn’t happening with her just lying here. Rizzo got up and pulled the sweatpants and socks back on, then headed down the stairs.