Me: Probably.
Me: I’m driving right now. Call Philip.
I attached Philip’s contact information.
Cassian: I’ll head in your direction. Make sure nothing is coming your way.
Emeri: I’ll go help Philip.
Me: Thanks, guys.
Cedric: Is Secret Service with Adelina?
Me: They should be.
Cedric: I’ll go over to her dorm to make sure everything is okay.
I thumbs-upped his comment.
Me: Don’t tell her why you’re there if she sees you.
Cedric: If she sees me and I don’t tell her why, she’ll cop an attitude.
Me: That’s why you don’t let her see you.
Cassian: Keep your hands to yourself with her too.
Me: WTF?
Cedric: Dude has jokes because he’s not getting laid.
Cassian would get punched for that comment later.
Enzo: Focus on the road. Anything happens, CALL ME.
Cedric: Text when you get back to campus.
I gave another thumbs-up to both of their texts.
Daphne yawned loudly, changing the station again.
I hoped that yawn would turn into sleep quickly.
I needed to replay everything that had happened in my head and figure out who could be behind this. Problem was, the list of people who wanted me dead wasn’t exactly short.
“Sure would be nice if I had a phone to text someone,” Daphne commented.
My hand found the wheel again. “Sure would be nice if someone went the fuck to sleep.”
“I just had a near-death experience!”
“Which is why you need rest.”
“I’m saging everything when I get back to my dorm.”
I refrained from telling her she wasn’t going back there.
Forty-One