[Austin’s POV]
I wait for the kitten in front of her first period class with William. When she arrived, we fully planned to interrogate her, especially when she bailed on us when we so kindly went to pick her up that morning.
“Shouldn’t she be here by now?” William asks, his voice dripping with boredom.
“Yeah,” I respond, suddenly feeling like something was off. “She should have.”
Frowning, I take in the students milling about, searching carefully for the kitten’s familiar figure, but coming up empty.
Where the hell is that girl? I grumble inwardly as images of her leaving with Rachel hit me. There was no way that Rachel would be stupid enough to try something, right?
Wrong. Just the fact she was at Abbie and Andrew’s house that morning meant that she was up to something, but what wa
