CHAPTER NINETEEN
B
awi and I walked in the cool evening, between the lush trees lining Goodwill Road. We were about twenty meters from my house and the only thing on my mind was Bawi’s glowing marks. I knew Aaron was in trouble from my visions, but what if his friend was in a bigger mess? Or what if Leinad was the trouble? Or Aaron? I shook my head and pushed the thoughts away, but they clawed their way back. Leinad was weird, he fit whatever Bawi felt. End of story.
Taking a deep breath, I fished out my phone to text Mo. She had mentioned this Doomsday site, the same site I saw Aaron browsing through. If I could get Aaron’s phone, maybe it’d give me some clues.
Leinad bothered me, no doubt, but Aaron worried me more. Not only did Leinad look way too old to be friends with a school boy
