Judy's POV

"Hello, is this Judy Montague?"

I glanced at the time and saw that it was just past 10 pm; who would be calling me at this hour? It was an unknown number, and I didn't recognize the voice.

Furrowing my brows, I said, "Yes, speaking. May I ask who's calling?"

"I'm sorry to bother you at such a late hour, Mam. I was given your number to call by Gavin Landry..."

My heart stopped at the sound of his name. Gavin? Why would Gavin be having this man call me at 10 pm?

"Is everything okay?"

the bar," the guy told me. "I'm Luis, the bartender. He wrote your name on a piece of paper along

already out of bed and pulling off my sleep shorts and tank top so I could put on a pair of jeans

passed out?" I asked, holding my phone between my shoulder and cheek as

can handle alcohol, but he's only had one scotch.

I said

Luis, said. I hung up the phone without saying another word. I hurried down the steps of

[seriously needed to get my own car, but with Gavin insisting on having one of his men drive me around this past year or so,

first instinct was to call Nan, but when she didn't answer, I called Chester. He didn't answer

up the Uber app instead and quickly selected

he was there within minutes. As he pulled in front of me, I quickly got into the backseat. He greeted

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