Jenny’s POV
I was pacing back and forth nervously in my room.
It was ten thirty at night and Alex still hasn’t returned home since morning.
He’s been gone all day long.
He missed both lunch and dinner, which was something very uncommon of him according to his mom.
I didn’t know what to make of that disappearance.
Was he looking for the real killer? Or was it that he found him and was late taking care of him?
Wouldn’t he have mentioned anything to Lucas too?
But he obviously didn’t, because Lucas looked as surprised as the rest of us when Alex called his cell to inform him that he was returning home late and not to wait up for him.
The more pressing question here is, why the hell was I feeling worried for him? It was none of my business to feel that way.
He can be out wit
