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“I was there for bloodwork.” She pushes the sleeve of her sweater up, showing me the rolled gauze taped to the inside of her elbow. “Happened to see them all rush in, and Lenora and I had met before. They didn’t want to leave her.”
“Right.”
She lets out a ragged breath. “I just hope she’s okay.”
“Me, too,” I murmur. I look out the window and will Claire to drive faster. I could be nice and ask her about herself—when she’d learned to drive when Margo still hadn’t, where her sister is, how she found me on a random side road miles from school…
But instead, I keep my mouth shut and just hope that whatever happened to Margo, she’s still fighting.
I’m coming for you, Margo.
Chapter 33
Margo
Iwatch Caleb jog off with Theo. The sky is clear, ice-blue, and the wind has died down. As he pointed out before he left,Now’s as good a time as any.
I tuck the envelope into my jacket pocket.
“They have to stay in shape,” Riley repeats. “Dumb boys.”
I shrug. “Did you want to talk about your thing with Eli?”
I follow her line of sight to where she’s picked Eli out of the trio of hockey players running down a different road.
She snorts. “No.”
“He’s bound to be planning something. Like, a way to get you back.” In fact, I had heard as much. Eli swore me to secrecy, but he isn’t my best friend—Riley is. So I add, “There’s nothing he can do to fix… whatever it is that happened?”
“Fat chance.” She shakes her head. “Where are we going? My place or yours?”
“Actually…”
She gives me a look. The one that says,You’re about to drag me into some shit, aren’t you?
“Caleb’s aunt and uncle are out of town,” I blurt out. “And we think there might be something in that house that can help us with everything.”
“Something that can help witheverything? What is everything? Do you actually know what you’re searching for, or are you grasping at straws?” She sighs. “You two have got yourselves so wrapped up in this mystery?—”
“Riley,” I interrupt. “We didn’t choose this. It’s been haunting us, and with everything happening with Unknown…”
She pulls me into a hug. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean how it sounded. I’m just worried about you.” After a second, she leans back and visibly steels herself. “Okay. So, Caleb’s aunt and uncle’s house.”
“I have the address in my phone.”
It takes us almost twenty minutes to get there. The last time we were there… I shudder, remembering the state I found Caleb.
“What are we looking for?” Riley asks.
I fish out the set of keys Caleb gave me, and we hurry to the side entrance. I cross the entrance to the alarm panel, but it’s already been deactivated.
“Weird,” she whispers. “Maybe they only put it on when they’re home?”
I squint at her. “Why on earth would they do that?”
She shrugs. “He really wanted you to get in here, huh? The key, the code…”
“He’s busy, and this couldn’t really wait.” I glance around. “Should we split up?”