CHAPTER 24
EMMA
I’d been sitting in the dark for the past two hours in Carter’s living room. It was closing in on midnight, and I’d heard nothing from him. So many scenarios ran through my mind. Did he fight? Was he lying in a ditch somewhere? Had Scar done something else to him?
My phone rang, and I gasped, my heart racing as I knocked it off the couch onto the floor. I wanted it to be Carter but was disappointed to see it was Ava. I hadn’t talked to her since she left for Paris.
“Hey,” I answered.
“Hi. I know it’s late there, but I wanted to call and check up on you. You doing okay?”
“Oh yes,” I lied. “It’s been nice spending time with my family.”
“What about the letter? Did you ever figure out who sent it?”
Ava was my best friend, but it was too dangerous to tell her the truth.
