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Chapter 11

Author: Chy's Pen
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-14 19:57:19

Miguel's phone buzzed violently under the broken table. Xander reached out and picked it up, glancing at the screen.

Adams Sanchez. His brows furrowed.

"You want me to—"

Miguel snatched the phone. His fingers shook as he pressed the answer button and brought it to his ear. No greeting. Nothing.

A low, smug voice came through.

"Hi son. It’s been a very long time."

Miguel said nothing.

"I have a package delivered to you. Go get it."

Click.

Miguel's face darkened. He stood sharply, the legs of his chair scraping the floor. He walked out without a word, his expression a storm.

Xander called after him. "Miguel? What the hell is wrong with you!”

But Miguel was already gone.

**

Drake sat alone in the classroom, fingers brushing over the strange note left inside the lunch package.

Hall 19. Floor 4.

He read it again.

The handwriting was neat, and blocky. But he didn’t know who had sent it.

His stomach twisted. The food remained untouched, despite the hunger raging wars inside his stomach.

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