CHAPTER 11
“Is this Willow’s room?”
Kennedy managed to swallow down a full-fledged scream and only made a little yelp when her door banged open. She had never seen the student before. He wore a long-sleeved flannel shirt and stared around the room wildly.
“Who are you?”
“Dustin. Are you Willow’s roommate?”
Why didn’t Willow ever pull the door completely shut? Kennedy sighed. “Yeah.” She exited out of the webpages, and when a flush warmed up her face, she reminded herself she hadn’t done anything illegal or shameful.
The stranger’s eyes were everywhere at once and he scanned one side of the room to another. “There’s been an accident. Do you know where her wallet is?”
Kennedy stood up only to remember she hadn’t eaten anything since lunch except for some dry Cheerios. She put her hand
