Chapter 80 Escape

• *Sandra’s POV*
• Sly and Phantom are hustling in the dead of night, moving crates like it’s a secret gig. I’m parked up, watching their every move. Sly’s glued to his phone, probably sealing deals or chatting up trouble again. Then Joe strolls in, flashing his phone like it’s the latest gossip.
• Sly zooms in on something, and I’m crossing my fingers it ain’t a snapshot of yours truly. Sly and Phantom vanish into thin air, leaving me hanging. Brandon rolls up, finding me zonked out.