Maybe Justin would secretly kidnap Haley? Keep her by his side and never give her back?
Richard had no proof for any of this. It was all in his imagination. But that was exactly why he had to tag along tomorrow, just in case Justin tried anything.
“Whatever. If you want to go, go,” Evelyn said indulgently. Then she turned to Helen. “Is Zac going? He’s been so sick. Can he even make it through the funeral?”
“How would I know?” Helen replied. “Ask him when he gets back. But I’d bet he’s definitely going.”
As close as Zac and Justin were, no way would he miss Heidi’s funeral.
“Man, Justin’s life really is tragic,” Richard said, gossiping like a nosy aunt. “Both of his parents gone before they even hit old age—talk about bad luck.”
“Will you shut up for one second?” Helen stuffed a cookie into his mouth. Still, her eyes flicked subtly toward Haley, quietly watching her sister’s expression.
“Mmm…”
*
The next morning, before the sun had fully risen, Haley dressed in all black. Chase
