The silence of my dorm room feels suffocating, as if the walls are closing in. I pace the small space, my heart still hammering from what just happened and how out of control everything became so quickly. Every creak of the building makes me flinch, expecting one of them or all of them to come pounding on my door.
I can’t stay here.
They’ll come looking for me, probably to threaten me into silence. Or worse, they’ll come looking for a fight to finish.
I grab my phone with shaking hands and scroll through my contacts until I find the number Mrs. Graves gave me at the restaurant. I know I added her number to the contacts. Before I can second-guess myself, I hit the call button.
“Hello?” Her warm voice comes through on the other end.
“Mrs. Graves? It’s Autumn Rivers. About the cleaning p
