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Mr. Williamsbarely looked up as I rose from my desk, leaving my shit as I exited the classroom ten minutes before the bell. AJ wasn’t answering me, and she’d been gone too long.
I thumbed a quick message to the guys on my way down the hall.
Grey: Something’s up.
Chances were I was being paranoid and she was just too fucking antsy to be stuck sitting in class, but if that were the case she would’ve answered my texts by now. I pocketed my phone and reached my hand back behind me, ready to draw the gun there if I needed to.
Heavy, thudding footfalls sounded around the corner ahead and I clenched my jaw, fingering the outline of my gun through my shirt, working the thin fabric up and out of the way.
“AJ?” I hissed, sweat slicking my chest.
Five more steps and there she was.
Ava Jade didn’t stop as she rounded the corner, staring straight ahead, her hands in fists at her sides. Her face red. Her body rigid. Murder in her eyes.
I scanned her for injury, but she seemed unharmed.
“AJ,” I repeated, stepping in her path.
“Move.”
“Hey,” I said, a lick of anger racing up my spine as I gripped her arm, hauling her to a stop. “What the fuck is going on?”
She spun, slamming her palm against my forearm to break my grip on her. Pain radiated up my arm, and it was my face that brought her back to me, if only for a second. She blinked, realizing what she’d done and stopped, inhaling deeply through her nose.
“Where were you?”
Footsteps ascended the stairs at the end of the hall and she stiffened, watching like a hawk until Corvus and Rook crested the top of the staircase, their faces hard as they zeroed in on us.
“What happened?” Corvus demanded, hurrying down the hall, his sights fixed on Ava Jade.
Rook drew his gun, stepping past us to peer around to the next hallway. “Clear,” he muttered, replacing his gun in the back of his waistband, a knot forming between his brows as his gaze landed back on Ava Jade.
She was practically shaking with rage, her jaw locked.
“Ghost?”
Her light eyes tracked a path to Rook and the glass in them shattered, her shoulders shuddering as they fought to fall. “He’s a fucking monster,” she said, her hand unconsciously going to her stomach.
“Who?” Rook demanded, his gaze darkening. “Name him.”
“Williams.”
I cocked my head at her. “Mr. Williams?”
She nodded.
I racked my brain, remembering every time I caught him staring at her in class, but I’d just been with him during AP Math while she was in the bathroom. He couldn’t have done anything.
“Did he fucking touch you?”
Her eyes found mine, confused. “You think he’d still be breathing if he had?”
No. I didn’t. But then what the fuck was she talking about.
“Sparrow, start talking. What happened?”
She rolled her shoulders back, taking another shaking breath before she began.
