??? POV
“WHAT?” No! This cannot be! All my years of planning…
I’m gripping onto the back of the old wooden dining chair so hard that my hands are turning white, glaring down in disbelief at Jason, who is cowering by the door.
“Repeat to me what you just said.”
Jason looks anywhere but at my face.
“They…they left e-early…they left four hours before I even arrived. They we-weren’t supposed to leave for another six days. I…I di-didn’t think I would need to be there so early. I thought…thought I had more time…”
A loud crack fills the sudden silence in the room as my back of the chair I’m gripping breaks. I toss the pieces to the ground and take a step towards Jeremy, who takes a small step backward, hitting his back against the door.
“So, they have about six hours head start already, me
