CLAUDE
I COULDN’T FIND it. My hands tore through the piles of clothes scattered on the floor, my pulse a pounding rhythm in my ears. My breath hitched, shallow and ragged. Think, Claude. Think. I knew I’d brought the damn pills on board. I wouldn’t forget something that important.
Then it hit me.
The guards.
I’d handed my bag to the security guards. A cold wave of dread washed over me. What if they’d taken them? My body trembled as I pressed a thumb hard into my eye. f**k. This is bad. Really bad.
I glanced toward the bathroom door, steam curling beneath it, the shower still running. Nikolia had no idea what was happening on the other side of that door, and I needed to keep it that way.
Without thinking twice, I grabbed my jacket and stormed out, the salty sea air slapping
