“H-Hey, Caden, I’ll go with you.”
Caden glanced at me briefly and then went straight to his wardrobe to get some clothes. Even though he was so composed, I could see the panic in his eyes while shoving stuff in a suitcase. I felt the tension in his body as he walked around his room, looking for things he would bring for that trip to find Marissa.
I couldn’t understand what happened. After he told me that Marissa was missing on an exotic island where she went for a short vacation with one of her friends, I started to scare myself that maybe it was the same thing that happened to my dad when his enemies tried to kill him.
“I don’t want you to go,” I pleaded after I grabbed his arm and stared at him in the eyes. I was scared. So scared that someone plotted this to get rid of him—that it mi
