“Can I at least pack my things?” I ask, realizing he just said we’re leaving New York.
“You’ll have fifteen minutes when we get to your apartment, and that’s it. Bring enough to keep you dressed while we’re in hiding.”
Hiding? I try not to freak out and suck in deep breaths to help me calm down, but it doesn’t work. My phone buzzes, and Tristan looks down at it. There’s a preview from Kendall.
“You can reply to your sister, just this once, but don’t give her any specifics,” he says, handing it over.
I unlock it and hurry and read what she sent.
Kendall
Mom and Dad told me what happened. Please tell me you’re safe.
I immediately reply.
Piper
I’m with Tristan. I have to be careful what I say until I get a burner phone, but we’re going into hiding. I’ll be safe with him and will text
