Chapter 59

Dean’s POV

The address turns out to be an old auto shop off Route 9, dark except for one bare bulb over the garage door, the lot empty except for a single black sedan parked crooked near the entrance.

I cut my headlights a hundred yards out and coast in slow.

My phone lights up in the cupholder. Six missed calls. A stack of texts on top of each other.

Luke: WHERE ARE YOU

Luke: dean pick up your phone right now

Ree-Ree: please tell me you're not doing what I think you're doing

Unknown number: Dean, this is very dangerous. Please wait for us. We are on out way. Sarah Kessler

Dad: Dean, call me.

Luke: im coming. dont move. dont do anything

Ree-Ree: are you okay??? please just answer

I turn the screen face down. I don't have time for any of it right now.

I get out, envelope in one hand, phone in the other. My footsteps on the gravel sound l