CHAPTER 22
VIOLET
“Someone’s been in my trailer!”
Mikki ran out shrieking, right as a trio of reporters on a set tour meandered past. Bad timing or perfect timing? They all pricked their ears as she burst into tears.
Dawson had tucked me behind him when the noise started, so I was safe.
“What happened?” he asked.
I peered around his arm in time to see her extend a shaking finger.
“There’s a l-l-letter.”
“Where?”
“On the table.”
Dawson turned to me. “Stay here.”
“No way. Wherever you’re going, I’m going too.”
He was wearing his favourite pair of Ray-Bans again, but I felt his eyes roll. Still, he acquiesced.
“Stay close.”
Inside, Mikki’s trailer was bigger than mine, but it didn’t feel that way because of all the mess. Make-up, accessories, and low-fat snacks littered every su
