Did that even happen?
Did that even happen?My legs feel boneless beneath me, so I lean against the safe wall. My body’s still on fire from whatever that was with Caelin.
whatever that wasI picture Mr. Brookhollow from Paxton High. What would he say? The high school hallucinations were my mind’s way of trying to process the fire that took our family’s California home. I spent the last seven years in a set routine. It’s not a ton of laughs, but it is safe. Expected.
No surprises. No hallucinations. That’s the key.
That’s the key.Reaching into my satchel, I pull out the picture Vice left on the safe floor. This creep has been watching me for a while now. Haven’t I been sensing someone’s eyes on me? That must be Vice. On some level, I have felt the danger behind his surveillance.
And dang
