Callum was at her window in under two minutes, climbing the trellis at the side of the house the way boys had probably been doing since houses had trellises, quiet and quick, like some part of him had already known this was coming.Ivy pushed the window higher to let him through, and for a moment they just stood there in her dark bedroom, the house asleep around them, close enough that she could hear him breathing."What's wrong?" he asked, voice low.She didn't answer right away. She crossed to her desk, picked up her phone, and held it out to him instead, the photo still open on the screen.He went very still."Where did you get this?""Someone sent it to me tonight." Ivy watched his face carefully. "I don't know who. The number's gone now."Callum stared at the photo for a long moment, jaw working, something moving behind his eyes that he clearly wasn't ready to let out yet."Reagan," he said finally."That's what I thought too." Ivy sat down on the edge of her bed, suddenly tired i
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