thomas
I go back to the party to look for Cecilia, but I can't find her anywhere. I look around, searching the crowd of drunken, out-of-control students. All I see is Kelly, the friend she's always glued to. I dodge people and get close to her. I stand in front of the girl, who stops dancing and looks at me with surprise at my appearance in front of her.
— Have you seen Cecilia?
— I saw her leaving with a man, I think it was one of her security guards — he says and points with his thumb to the exit behind her.
“The security guards aren't here today,” I say, and the girl tilts her head to the side, not understanding.
I say thank you and get about thirty minutes for her. Anything. I start to get worried, with a really bad feeling in my chest. I leave there and call all the security guar
