“Where are you going?” He brings a cigarette to his mouth and lights it. “I have to run an errand.” I glance at the clock on his dashboard. “Well, you better do it fast. School starts in five minutes.” I’m expecting him to pull up to a gas station or a store, but he drives past those, too. “What kind of errand?” He doesn’t answer, but instead makes a right-hand turn onto a residential street. The same street Leo lives on. My stomach dips. “Where are we going?” Knox stays silent as he pulls up to his uncle’s house… And I hear the locks on his doors click. The weird flutter in my stomach
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