Chapter 341

• Gia stared at the dash as she turned the key. Nothing was happening. At all. She closed her eyes, “great. I broke it on my first solo trip.” She debated for about three seconds of opening the hood and looking, but she knew as much about vehicles as she did brain surgery. Blowing out a breath, she picked up her phone and brought up Zain’s number. She hit the call button before she could change her mind.
• “Giana?”
• “Gia,” she corrected. “The van died.”