Now that I’ve been at the gym for eight months, my client list has grown and keeps me busy during my shifts. Everleigh’s been working from home, but her shop is almost finished, so she’ll be able to go back soon. It’s supposed to be done by the beginning of August, just in time for back-to-school shopping.

After my first training session of the day, I walk down to the coffee shop. Even though it’s the end of July and hot as fuck outside, I enjoy leaving the gym and taking short breaks when I’m not booked solid. Plus now, thanks to Everleigh, I’m addicted to drinking iced coffee lately.

When I walk in, I order a cold brew. At this point, the owner expects my boring drinks, and while she no longer teases me about it, she always smirks. I know she’s thinking about it.

On my way back to the gym, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I smile, hoping it’s Everleigh, but it immediately fades when I see an unknown number. Before I even read it, I know it’s from Krystal. I’ve now blocked at least a dozen of her numbers, but she always makes a new one.

Unknown: Do you understand that I’ll destroy your life and everyone else’s lives that you love.

Unknown: Your girlfriend won’t live to see the end of the year at this rate.

Unknown: Neither will your sister.

Unknown: Fuck you, Archer Boone. I hope when I finally end your life, you go straight to hell. Piece of shit.

At the end of her slew of messages is a picture of Annie, and then another one pops up of Everleigh.

I immediately drop my cold brew and stop walking. “What the fuck?” I grind out, staring at the images.

Unknown: You can keep ignoring me, but the fun has just begun.

My adrenaline spikes, and I rush back to the gym. My next client arrives in fifteen minutes, but I really can’t work in this state of mind, not when I have some calls to make.

Tyler gives me an uneasy look when I approach him. “Is everything okay?”

“I’m not sure. Can you cancel my next two appointments? I have some last-minute business I need to take care of.” I know I sound panicked, but I don’t have time to wait for his answer. Immediately, I go outside and dial Annie’s number. She doesn’t pick up at first, and I grow more anxious, so I text Everleigh.

Archer: Hey, where are you?

Everleigh: I’m at home, getting some things boxed up to be moved in the shop.

Archer: I’m coming there now.

Everleigh: Okay, see ya in a few.