"Did you want to talk about it?"

She didn't, not really, but he had rescued her so it seemed rude not to give him something.

"Your dad seems to think I did something to Cole." She picked at her French fries, appetite gone. The ketchup looked too much like blood, anyway.

Todd laughed. It made her insides shiver. "He can't be serious."

"What, you don't believe him?" Emily rolled her eyes. "I'm, like, the most viable suspect, aren't I?"

"I know you're ...