As Zack and I speed down the highway, heading towards a safer location, I dial Chris's number. The phone rings a few times before he picks up.
"Kattie, what's going on?"
Chris asks, concern evident in his voice.
"Chris, something really weird just happened."
I say, trying to keep my voice steady.
"What's going on? My guys spotted you and Zack driving out in a hurry."
"Someone sent me lunch to the salon, but it wasn't from Zack. He checked it out and thinks it might be poisoned. We had to leave immediately."
There's a brief pause before Chris responds, his tone serious.
"Are you okay? Where are you now?"
"We're on the highway, heading home."
I reply.
"Zack's driving. He thinks someone might be watching me."
"Alright, listen to Zack and stay vigilant. Don't take any chances."
Chris advises.
