"I don't think we should go tomorrow."
Chapter Twenty-Three
"Trystan, we're going! You promised."
"I never promised."
"Okay, but we had a deal. You said you'd do this."
"Yeah, but Braden might be getting out tomorrow. Dad's lawyers are trying to work a deal with the judge. He just left to go meet with them. If they're able to do it, he'll be out tomorrow. Dad will expect me to be here. If I'm not and he can't find me, he'll take my fucking car. It won't just be a threat. He'll do it."
"So you won't have a car for a few weeks."
"He'll take it for good." Trystan sits up. "He already told me he wants us home when Braden gets here. We're supposed to show our support."
"For a killer?" I roll my eyes. "How do you welcome home a killer? Should we get balloons that look like guns and knives?"
"You don't know that he did anything."
"Did he say why he had her bracelet?"
"He said he doesn't know how it got there."
"Yeah, right."
"Why would he hide it in there and then tell the police they could search his room?"
"Because he's cocky and thinks he can get away with stuff. What about the blood on it? Was it his?"
"It was hers, but they don't know when it got on the bracelet."
"Did she have the bracelet on when you found her?"
"I don't remember. I was trying not to look too closely at the body. It was disgusting."
"So they think Braden either took the bracelet off her dead body or she took it off during their fight after it somehow got blood on it, and then gave it to him? Neither of those make sense."
"No. It doesn't, which is why the judge will probably set bail and let him out tomorrow." Trystan gets up. "We'll go find your dad some other weekend."
"We can't," I say, following him to the door. "He could be gone by then. We need to go tomorrow."
Trystan looks down, rubbing the back of his neck. His eyes lift to mine and he lets out a breath. "Let's just go now."
"Now? Like today?"
"Dad said he'd probably be with the lawyers until later tonight. If we leave now we could be back before he's home."
"Okay, let's go. Are you ready?"
"Just need to gas up the car on the way out of town."
"Give me a minute. I'll meet you out there."
"One minute or I'm leaving without you." He walks off.
"You are not!" I yell as he heads to the door.
I wasn't ready to go but if this is the only time we can do this, I'm all in. I want to find Devon. I want to see what he knows. If he was really here the night Andrea died, why did he leave? Did he see something he shouldn't have?
