Jared sat at his desk, staring at the notebook in front of him, lost in his thoughts. His mind kept going back to what Luke had seen last night—Eve and Mr. Thompson, together, whispering. There was something strange about how they were talking. It didn’t seem like it was just about school matters.
“If I go to her, Mr. Thompson will find out,” Jared muttered to himself, tapping his pencil on the desk. “And if he finds out, they’ll start thinking that I know something, and that could give away our plans. How would I explain why I was there at that time?”
He sighed and leaned back in his chair. He had to stay calm and act like nothing happened. With the security cameras now set up around the school, it wouldn’t be long before something came up. All he needed was patience.
Just then, there
