Vanessa’s car disappeared into the storm, but I couldn’t forget her cold smile. She had been watching from the shadows, listening to everything and reporting it back like a traitor.
I held Dad’s old leather notebook tightly, pulled my collar against the heavy rain, and continued walking into the darkness. I wasn’t going home or looking for anyone who might stop me. I just kept moving forward into the night.
Midnight at the old mill. Come alone. No boys. No police.
The message came from an unknown number. But the next line frightened me even more.
Leave the Vance boy behind. He is the reason your mother is here.
The words kept repeating in my head. Was Victor responsible for everything happening to me? Or was Charles trying to turn me against the only person who had stood beside me whe
