In my room I call up Jackson. "Hey, I'm back."
"I'm sorry you didn't find him."
I texted Jackson throughout the day, telling him what was going on.
"At least I have his phone. Do you know anyone who could unlock it?"
"The guy who was fixing the security cameras for me might be able to do it. He's a tech genius. I already left him a message."
"Thanks. I doubt I'll find anything on it but I want to at least open it and see."
"You coming over?"
"I want to shower first, then I'll head over. Is your dad home?"
"Yeah, and he's in a bad mood. Morgan might back out of the movie. If she does, it'll put them even more behind schedule. They'll have to find a new female lead."
"Why is she backing out?"
"She wants more money. She's a big star now and has negotiating power. Anyway, just avoid him if you can."
"Okay, be there soon."
When I arrive at Jackson’s house, he gives me a hug. "I'm really sorry you didn't find him. I know how much you wanted to."
"I'll try again. Trystan said he'd take me."
Jackson pulls back to look at me. "What's the catch?"
"There isn't one. Trystan's being nice to me for some reason."
"Be careful around him. You can't trust him."
"I know I can't, but he actually has been nicer to me the past week. I don't think he's faking it. I didn't even ask him to take me back there to find Devon. He just offered."
"Why would he do that? There's gotta be another reason than him just being nice."
"I think he really wants to know what happened the night Andrea died. He's starting to doubt Braden's story. He wants to find out what Devon knows and see if Braden was telling the truth."
"I'm surprised he'd doubt Braden's story. The two of them are so close."
"I think that's changing. When Braden pointed that gun at Trystan, it really freaked him out. It made him see Braden differently."
"I'd still be careful around Trystan. Just because he's being nice to you doesn't mean you can trust him." Jackson takes my hand. "Let's go out back. I've been inside all day and could use some sun."
"You sure you want to be out there? On the beach?" I say as we walk through the house.
"We're not going on the beach. We're sitting on the deck. And I'm not letting what happened ruin the beach for me. Or the ocean."
"What about your house? Are you going to sell it?"
"I haven't decided. Nothing actually happened in the house so I've thought about staying but it depends on how all this turns out."
We're on the deck now, sitting on the small couch that looks out at the ocean.
"The cops talked to Steven's alibi," Jackson says. "He wasn't lying. He was home the night Kristen was killed. The alibi confirmed it."
I turn to Jackson. "Who was it? Did you find out?"
