CHAPTER 28
“Marco?” My voice is hurried. Desperate. I’ve locked myself in the bathroom of the cabin. A minute is all I have. All I have to save us both.
“Mia?” my brother asks. “Are you okay? I thought you were at the cabin.”
I run the shower water for background noise and clutch my cell to my ear. “I am,” I tell him, “but there’s a problem. Chris is in trouble.”
Marco doesn’t say anything, and for a terrifying moment I’m afraid I’ve lost the connection.
“Marco?”
“I’m here.” My brother’s voice is flat. So emotionless it’s almost eerie.
I want to tell him about the letter. Want to beg him to drive over to Chris’s house and see if he can get into that truck before Mr. Gomez does. If we’re lucky and if God answers my prayers, Chris’s dad will never find out what his son wrote.
It’s th
