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Ms. Bella smoothed a hand down Travis’s arm.

Brooklyn bit her lip to keep from saying anything when he covered her hand with his and squeezed. Ms. Bella smiled at him.

Well, whatever they were doing, Ms. Bella still smiled at him.

That was good, right?

“Go on to the kitchen, sweetheart,” Ms. Bella said. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Okay.” Happy now, she beamed at Travis. “Travis, you like pop tarts?”

“Ah ... ”

She poked her lip out. That bad dream was still there, in the back of her mind. She’d feel better if he stayed longer.

“Sure.” Mouth curving in a smile, he glanced at Ms. Bella and she shrugged. “As long as it’s okay with Bel.”

Satisfied, Brooklyn turned around and started to skip down the hall. A light came on upstairs and she looked up the stairs and saw Aaron glancing down the steps. He had a scowl on his face, then clapped a hand over his eyes when he saw her. Before Brooklyn could ask what was wrong, the phone on the hall table rang.

Brooklyn, forgetting it was late, shouted, “I’ll get it!”

Racing over, she grabbed it and yanked the handset up, putting it to her ear. “Hello?”

There was a pause, then she shook her head. “No. Nobody called that lives here.”

She went to put the phone down, then stopped again, head cocked as the man on the other end of the line kept talking. Sighing, she said, “Itoldyou, nobody named Isabel lives here—”

Brooklyn gasped as Travis pulled the phone from her hand.

“Hello, may I help you?”










Chapter 21

There was a startledsurprise on the other end of the line.

Travis slipped his phone out of his pocket and opened his secure messaging app, opening the last text he’d sent Miles. Putting his back to the wall, he said, “Anybody there? We don’t have all night.”

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