Lily
Scott and I got a ride from one of the agents back to the program. Everyone was so excited to hear about what happened. I was just so happy and relieved that Nova was okay and we all could go back to normal with no threat of a shooter. Jeff happily cooked dinner while everyone sat around and asked question after question. Poor Scott did not like having the attention on him so he left a lot of the answers to me.
“Do they know who it was?” Blake asked.
“Not yet,” I answered. “There really wasn’t much left of a face to identify.”
“Cool,” he said; reminding me of a teenage boy.
“How’d you know where to find them?” Glenda asked.
“Scott was a tracker in the military,” I answered for him as he had been sitting beside me on the couch with his hoodie pulled over his
