KANE

I stood there by the car for a long time after the guard had scurried off, the cold air biting through my layers but doing nothing to clear the fog in my head. He’d confirmed it. He didn't even have to dig deep into his memory. He’d said Aria’s behavior had been off lately. Distant. Shifty. Like she was looking over her shoulder even when she was alone in the hallways.

I leaned my forehead against the cool glass of the driver’s side window. The guilt was starting to taste like ...