Logan's POV

My phone buzzed for the fifth time in under ten minutes.

Different messages.

Different notifications.

But all of them were from the same source:

Snipe.

> “She just got into his car.”

“They are driving toward the west side.”

“They’re parked now. Near some café.”

My teeth clenched hard enough to crack.

Erica lied to me.

She didn’t just leave the house, she went to meet him.

That bastard, Chris.

After I warned her about him. God these kids don't listen.

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