His GPS Led to My Escape
Language: en
The brakes on my car failed the night before our wedding. With no other options, I had to borrow Garrett’s car to get to the office. The moment I sat inside and started the ignition, the GPS flared to life, its automated voice filling the quiet cabin. "Recalculating default route to The Waverly. After picking up the Little Princess, proceed to Oak Ridge Amusement Park." The Waverly. That was the apartment complex where Maisie lived. And "Little Princess" was Garrett’s private contact name for her. The blue light of the dashboard cast a cold glow over my hands. After a moment of…