A DOZEN QUESTIONS, if not more, danced around Sophie’s mind as she lowered her phone following Zack’s call. She could not ask them, though, because Zack was gone, and because his instructions were urgent and left no time for questions. They barely left her time to realise that whatever her friend had gone off to help Constable Turner with must involve danger to her, to Tara, and to Melissa’s mother and grandmother.
Just the possibility of that was enough to get her moving quickly.
“Tara.” Sophie had to call the teen three times before she got her attention. “I need you to get something on your feet, Zack wants us to go to the pub.”
“Is everything alright?” Tara asked worriedly, taking her cue from the expression on Sophie’s face and the tone of her voice. Abandoning the laptop she had s
