First message
Callahan crouched beside the driver’s window, his expression softening when he saw her. His eyes flicked toward the blankets and belongings crammed into the backseat before returning to her.
“Remi…”
“I went to your house. It was empty.”
Remi’s face crumpled. She immediately looked down, biting hard against the inside of her cheek as tears welled in her eyes. Her hands trembled against the steering wheel.
“Please don’t tell me you’re living in this car.”