Riley
I wasn’t technically breaking my promise to Elliot, because this wasn’t dangerous. This was just going to see someone who he claimed was his friend… Maybe ex friend now after everything she had done but Marissa wasn’t dangerous at all. I had to believe that.
A little crazy.
Ok a lot crazy especially when it came to Elliot but not dangerous and it wasn’t like I could just ignore what I had heard in the recording of Amos.
And Elliots old friend Marissa was the key to getting more information. So that’s where I was going. To speak to Marissa.
No danger there.
Stepping up to her door , I ran a nervous hand over my hair. Marissa always looked so flawless it automatically made me feel like a troll. Not that I was in the habit of comparing myself to super models. No good would come
