Marcus stared.
“Answer it.””
She didn’t move.
“Brielle.””
Slowly, she reached into her purse.
She looked at the screen.
And all the confidence disappeared from her face.
Because whoever had texted her had sent only one sentence.
A sentence that made her whisper:
“They know.””
Marcus stepped closer.
“Who knows?””
Brielle looked at me.
Then at Daniel.
Then at the message.
And finally, she said something that changed everything.
“It wasn’t supposed to happen tonight.””
