Yet a sudden instinct held me back.

Maybe it was the suspicious timing of his showing up at my house before I had even called him.

Maybe it was the unsettling discovery of the rusted metal box hidden down in the ravine.

Or maybe it was simply that Brandon’s hidden note had shattered the foundation of everything I believed.

“I just had a very strange and disturbing dream about Brandon last night,” I lied softly.

Austin’s brow furrowed with sympathy.