Book 4: He Knows Me

Sydney's POV

I opened my eyes to a lot of commotion outside. What was going on? Why were people creating a ruckus? Where was I? 

It took me a minute to remember my ordeal from last night. I looked around the RV pad and at the neat bed beside me. Hadn’t Killian slept here last night? Where did he sleep?

There was silence in the vehicle, which meant Killian wasn’t there. Where was he?

I sat up straight, remembering what was in store for me today. Did my dad already launch a search party for me? Did he have my photographs published in every newspaper in the city? Were the cops here already? Maybe that was what the mayhem was all about. 

Panic gripped my heart, and I dreaded going out to check. My glance fell on my luggage at the foot of the bed. Quickly, picking up a set of fresh clothes, I dashed into the washroom of the vehicle. I might as well stay locked in here than go out to face the music. What if the cops captured me