Chapter 15
Cameron went home the next day. Reid drove, meeting them out front in his old van. Jason piloted him out to the curb in a rickety old wheelchair that felt about as stable as Cameron’s nascent relationship with Jason, but he still picked up on Cameron’s sudden tension when he saw the van. “What, you got a problem with vans now?”
Cameron swallowed. “When they took me. They had a van.” He licked his lips. “It was an old one, like from the eighties.”
Jason put a hand on Cameron’s shoulder. “It’s okay, man. I’ve got you.”
Cameron nodded, averting his eyes. “It’s the only way to get home, right?”
“Well, honestly, we’d probably have stolen your car if we’d known about the van.” He nudged Cameron’s shoulder, but gently. “You know, I bet the cops would have liked to know about the v
