Tessa’s POV
We walked up the stairs until we reached the faculty center. It was fairly vacant considering it was late in the evening and most teachers had already gone home.
Joseph’s office was in the back corner and secluded from most of the others. Like his bedroom, the office was extremely shaded. It was like he was afraid to allow any kind of sunlight through the window.
Not that there was much sunlight right now anyways.
Looking through the curtains that occupied his window, I could see the area of the street where the motorcycle gang had me surrounded.
He really did have a good view of that.
I wondered how I must have looked to him from up here. I wondered what he must have felt when he called the police.
I looked up at the camera in the hallway that captured him in his office
