“Yeah?” I could hear the smile in his voice. I liked that I’d put it there. “Yeah. Yes. Friday,” I replied. “What do you need me to do?” He hesitated. “Do you trust me?” “Unless you’re talking about us jumping out of an airplane or engaging in ritualistic sacrifice, I think you know I do.” “Neither of those apply here,” he said. “Let me take care of everything. All you have to do is come home after school and we’ll go from there.”
