Gabriela turned the last corner of her route, triple-checking the street for any cars before crossing it and continuing on the sidewalk that lead to the cafe. She took her phone out and checked the tracker, which said she had run just over five miles.
She hadn’t had a chance to run recently with school, practice, meetings with Mrs. Grant about the case, and working at the cafe. The nightmares had stopped for the most part, but she still missed running with nothing but the music blasting in her ears and the empty streets at dawn keeping her company.
Tomorrow was the trial against Sebastian and his father. Tomorrow was also the first day of Nationals. She had told Kyle again and again that he should leave in the morning with the rest of the team, but he had refused to go to court alone,
