Chapter 13

ABBY

I couldn’t stop staring at the text from Trevor, and I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as his name kept ringing in my head. My mind drifted back to the visions I had earlier, and I couldn’t shake off the image of Trevor aiming a gun at me and telling me to run. It felt so real.

He looked so hostile and his whole demeanor was grim.

What connection did he have with Jericho?

Where had he been all this while?

I fought the urge to call him because I was still in the car with Blake. So I texted him, “Where are you ?"

He texted back almost immediately "I'll see you in school tomorrow." I wanted to ask more questions, but I restrained myself. A sharp pain surged through my chest as I thought about Ashley. Blake looked at me through the rearview mirror and noticed my uneasiness, so he turned on the radio, in an attempt to draw my attention. The voice on the radio was a reporter from the local newspaper, he was describing the body of a young girl which was found on the outskirts of town