Chapter Seven
“This is crazy,” Elizabeth mumbled as she grabbed her phone, charger, and a power bank. She threw them into her black waterproof backpack before stuffing clothes into it.
Then she changed into a plain black T-shirt and skinny jeans.
Elizabeth sat on her beanbag chair, holding a pair of socks. Are you seriously doing this? She stared at them for a moment before sighing and pulling them on.
Yes. She was doing this.
She slipped into her brown Timberland boots.
“Lizzie.” Ian stepped into her room. “We have to go.”
“I’m moving as quickly as I can.” She grabbed her backpack, ran past him and down the stairs, then grabbed her wallet and the black pouches off the dining table. “Okay.” She stuffed the items into her backpack.
“Let’s go.” Ian grabbed her arm and headed toward t
