Caroline's POV His hands grabbed my arms, steadying me, and I looked up into Anderson’s face. His dark eyes narrowed, sweeping over me, “What’s wrong?” the tone of his voice was low, sounded like he was concerned, or suspicious.I opened my mouth to tell him, but the words wouldn’t come. They stuck in my chest. How could I explain? How could I tell him I’d seen a man bleeding out, and Solana standing over him with a knife stained in blood “I—I saw—” My voice cracked.Anderson’s phone rang in his pocket, "Hold on," he said as he reached for it. He glanced down at his phone, his jaw tightening, “Wait here,” he said, "I'll be right back." He lifted the phone to his ear. “Yeah, what is it?” he snapped, his voice fading as he walked down the hall.“No—wait—” I reached for him, my fingers brushing his sleeve, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t even look back. I stood there, frozen, watching him disappear around the corner. Just then, I felt a hand fastened over my mouth, stopping my scre
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