Chapter Nine
I can’t tell if I am startled by the fact that Kevin was the one at my accident or that I finally recalled it. In any case, I don’t want to tell Bennett, at least not yet.
“Seriously, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I manage to say. “Sorry. Just my stomach.”
“Do you want to pull over?”
“No. No. Let’s just see this through,” I tell him.
Bennett nods and the car is silent again besides the music playing. My mind is swimming. The more I think about it, the more I think I shouldn’t be so surprised that it was Kevin there that night. He would have been mentoring her by that time.
Even so, more questions have popped up. Spencer did move me. The highway wasn’t that busy that night so it was possible that there was a lag in someone noticing the crash and calling right away. Even so,
