A few minutes later, Sara pulled up in her car. Stepping out, confusion was evident on her face. I knew she had questions about why Tom and I had called her, why he had mentioned I needed a friend, and why we were suddenly heading to the nightclub.
"Hey guys!" Sarah greeted us, her curiosity piqued as she approached. She glanced between Tom and me, clearly seeking an explanation.
"Tom, Maggie, everything okay?" she asked, her concern growing.
"Yeah, everything's fine," Tom replied calmly. "Maggie just needs a ride to the club. We need to go there right now."
Sarah raised an eyebrow. "To the club? Right now? Don't you have your shift at the diner? What's going on?"
"It'll only take five minutes," Tom assured her, standing up abruptly. He didn't look at me as he headed straight towards
