I had been waiting outside my truck for over thirty minutes, and there was no sign of Loa. I thought that maybe she had to stay back for something . . . or maybe she was just feeling a bit shy after the kiss, but when 30 minutes became an hour I immediately became worried.
As soon as I walk into the hall, I ignore all the hushed whispers, and blatant stares, relieved when I noticed that Danielle was still here.
“Where’s Loa?”
“Excuse me?” Danielle sizes me up and I glare at her. I didn’t have time for her disrespect. Loa was probably somewhere in this building getting beaten up or bullied by some assholes.
“You heard what I said Danielle, don’t f**k with me.” I snap and fear flashes in her eyes for a second.
“She was picked up by the police this morning, haven’t seen her since,” She
