Ally
“Ally, Sara, I need you both to come with me,” Cassie said.
Sara and I were trying to play pool. We were horrible at it, but it was fun. We put our pool sticks down and followed Cassie. She took us to Ice’s office.
“Sit behind the desk, Sara use the chair by that filing cabinet. I am going to pull up some articles and I want you to tell me if the person you know as Mr. White is the person in the article pictures.”
I looked at Sara and I knew we both looked the same. The moment Cassie said Mr. White, I felt the blood drain from my face, and Sara looked just as pale as I felt.
We both sat, Cassie scooted around me and typed Weston White into the computer. Article after article popped up. But the name in the articles was Weston Dewhite.
“Looks like him,” Sara said right aw
