Rico

Oh, my god, I am going to kill this girl. I swear she has no self-preservation, and where the hell is Quade? I had been out talking with everyone I knew and a few contacts I hadn’t spoken to when I walked into the cafe. I shouldn’t be surprised that she is sitting in her usual booth with books and papers in front of her. She sips her large iced blackberry vanilla mocha and munching on some pastry. I have no idea how she drinks that overly sweet crap, but she does. I heave out a sigh and slide into the seat across from her. I could feel her roll her eyes as I sat down.

“Before you ask, I could smell your cologne. You are the only guy I know that wears that shit.” Sienna states.

“Fair; where is Quade?” I ask.

“He is in class. We only have one class together. I know Luca told you that he wouldn’t be glued to me. He should be here in half an hour when his class gets out.” She adds.

“You should take your safety more seriously. We still have no idea where Cavallo is, and