Chapter 17 Proof Of Life

The text stayed on her phone all night.

You made your move. Now I'm making mine. – K

Ava didn't sleep.

She didn't flinch.

But her pulse-her pulse beat like a war drum.

By morning, she was ready.

"You know what this is?" Maren asked, sliding the phone away from her.

"Bait."

"Wrong. It's a pulse check. He's telling you he's not dead-and