KAMERON
I ended the call and stared at the phone, uncertain of what I was supposed to feel at that moment. Should I feel vindicated that I was right? There was no way anyone could say I was paranoid now. The "accident" was no accident, and now three people are dead.
Three people died because of me. I looked across at Annie, her beautiful face shadowed with concern. I know she was able to hear everything, since the call had been loud. She ran her hand lightly down my arm before she eased herself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to clean herself up.
She came back a moment later with a warm washcloth. I set down my phone and closed my eyes as she washed me. She was so sweet and gentle and tender. "Do you want your clothes back on?" She asked me softly.
I turned my head and studied he
