Chapter Nineteen
Kayla stared at her phone, anger and panic flooding her. “I can’t believe her. Stupid rules. She could have at least hinted we should ask questions when she said she’d help.”
Brett was silent for a minute, his face lit by the dash lights. “We need to see Brian. I have to find out what happened to my ashes.”
Kayla looked at the time. “It’s ten o’clock. By the time we get there it’ll be eleven. What if he’s asleep?”
“Then he gets woken up.”
Kayla started to protest, then closed her mouth. What was a sleepless night when a friend was in danger? Feeling almost lost, she dialled her brother’s number.
“Are you checking up on me?”
Kayla laughed, desperately trying to keep hysteria from creeping into the sound. “No, but obviously you haven’t been checking up on me.”
“What’
