Page 94 of Do You Remember?

I nearly trip over my feet as I stumble in the direction of the bathroom. There’s no lock on the door, but I close it behind me and lean all my weight against it. Of course, as soon as I pass out, Graham will easily be able to get inside.

“Tess…” His voice floats under the door. “Let me in, Tess. Come on. This will be so much easier if you cooperate.”

I search the room for a weapon. There’s got to besomethingin here… a razor, some scissors… even a goddamn tweezer would be great. But there’s nothing. The only thing I see is a tube of dark red lipstick. And what the hellam I supposed to do with lipstick?

And then it hits me.

Graham bangs on the door. “Come on, let me in. You can’t keep me out of there forever. In about five minutes, you’re going to be sound asleep, anyway.”

That means I have five minutes to do this.

I pull down my jeans and let them hang down around my knees. Then I grab the tube of lipstick. I pull off the cap, and with my shaking hand, I write the words on my thigh as legibly as I can possibly manage. There’s only one person I can think of who will move heaven and earth to help me. I hope to God that I see this message in the morning:

FIND HARRY.

THE END