Two days have gone by since I accidentally killed Mark. He has not been reported missing yet. I am not sure if that is a good or a bad thing. I know he was not exactly on anyone’s radar at school since he was expelled, but I thought his parents would have him all over the news by now.
Just like him, they love being the center of attention, so I thought they would have gone to the police after the first night of his not returning home. They may even have had him on all the news stations with search teams looking for him.
“Are you okay?” Emanuele asked as he walked into my room.
I looked up at him to answer, and that is when it hit me; he lives just a couple of houses down from Mark’s place. Maybe he knows something. “Have you heard any commotion coming from Mark’s house?”
“No, I don’t t
