Chapter 108 Not The Strongest Girl 2

• The park isn’t huge, but there are enough hiding spots to make this feel like a game of hide-and-seek. I walk past the playground, the swings swaying gently in the breeze, and make my way toward the old gazebo by the water.
• I look around, hands on my hips. I see guards and a few couples taking their dogs for late-night walks, but no Aaron. I run a hand through my hair, frustrated. I don’t know why I’m getting so worked up about this, but I can’t shake the feeling that we’re running out of time. I just hate seeing Sean so upset, so worried, and all because of this asshole, who cannot even bother to pick up his fucking phone.
• I’m about to call Sean and ask him if he found Aaron at the bar yet when I spot something glinting in the moonlight. I move closer and realize it’s a motorcycle parked near the gazebo. Sean mentioned Aaron rose into a motorcycle, didn’t he? I hurry over to the bike, examining it closely. There’s no mistaking it - it’s definitely Aaron’s.