Noah's POV“What kind of game are you playing, Becky? Sherly? Why the hell should I be suspicious of her?”Becky burst out laughing, cracking up hard.“You’re such a fucking idiot, Noah.”Becky glanced at his smartwatch.“Casey’s out of the house, right?”His words hit me like a slap. He’d been watching Casey. I’d fucked up big time.“Jordan, go! Find Casey!” I ordered.“Too late, Noah.”Becky smirked and held up his phone. The picture was crystal clear, Casey’s car, but Sherly was the one behind the wheel.My chest tightened instantly. Sherly? She was in on this with Becky? Why? Shouldn’t Sherly hate Becky for killing James?“Ah, you need to know one thing, Noah.” Becky smiled smugly.“What the hell, Becky.”“Sherly already knows everything.”“What?”“James was gonna die… I mean, yeah, the real target back then was actually Casey, but you and Casey didn’t show up. So…”A chill ran down the back of my neck. What the fuck did he just say? Sherly already knew? She’d known about this the
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