11. Elena
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ELENA
T hankfully, moments later, my phone buzzes.
Sophie: Heads up, Nash is asking questions.
Sophie: I told him you were a journalist undercover on a job writing about the cartel while looking for your friend.
Ellie: Thanks, that’s a great story.
Sophie: Don’t let the beach bum facade fool you he’s a smart guy.
Ellie: Already noticed that. He kind of threw me for a second.
Sophie: Wow. Never thought you would confess to any shortcomings.
Ellie: I said it was for a second.
Sophie: Don’t kill him.
Ellie: He is annoying.
Sophie: He’s suspicious.
Ellie: Fine. I promise not to kill him because he’s annoying.
Sophie: Don’t kill him at all.
I smile at Sophie catching that caveat.
Sophie: Good luck.
Ellie: Thanks, you too.
Sophie, you just saved my ass. I sink into the pool, my mind racing as I slowly feel Ellie Clark the undercover journalist cover slide over my skin.