Chapter 9
The sun was not yet high enough in the sky to warm the remains of the cold night air, especially along our sidewalk that was shaded by trees and both the school and the condo building. I wished I had grabbed a jacket before dashing out of the door.
I ran up the concrete steps and pressed the buzzer for his grandfather's apartment. Another wave of panic tried to overwhelm me, but I fought it back, moving my finger from the buzzer to find the name next to the apartment number was still Larson.
When there was no answer after the third time I rang, I dug my phone out of my cardigan pocket. I scrolled through my contact list, but Nick's name wasn't there. I checked my texts, then all my call logs, even my email. But there was nothing to or from Nick.
I turned and sat down on the i
