RYAN'S POV
I immediately stopped when my phone rang. Keycee also stopped, and I knew she was watching me.
"Bro, is she with you now? Hurry up, we're getting impatient."
I quickly glanced at Keycee when I read that text message. Why did they choose Keycee? She's so innocent. It's like I can't do this.
"Keycee . . ." I nervously called her.
"Why?" Even her expression was innocent. Damn it!
"Uh, go home. Don't come with me," I told her, holding my phone tightly, as if it was about to break.
"Huh? Why?"
Because I don't want you to be put in danger.
"Just because."
"But—"
"No buts! Hurry, go home!" I knew she was surprised by my raised voice. I walked away without looking back and went to the parking lot.
I'll talk to them when I get there. I know something bad might happen to me i
