Escape
Josh sucks in his breath at the name, “Ameila Salvatore, as in your sworn enemy, Ameila Salvatore?”
“The one and only, I think sworn enemy is a little much though.” I respond, rolling my eyes. “She came to see me at the office and offered me a case. Probably not just one case, but for right now I am going to focus on the one.” I stop, thinking into space again. “Well are you going to talk to me about it? Because if you said yes, it has to be a good one.” Josh asks after a few minutes. “What?” I startel out of my daydream. “Oh, yeah. Well Ameila brought me a journal yesterday. Not just any journal, the journal of Carlos Salvatore.” Josh’s eyes get huge as he stares at me. “Holy fuck.”