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I dug my fingers into my sleeves, forcing my breath to steady. “This is ridiculous.”
In frustration, I kicked a loose pebble toward the statue.The small stone bounced off it with a tiny, insignificant sound.
I let out a hollow, bitter laugh.
I was so fucking foolish.
What had I expected? A clue? A sign? Some grand revelation that would suddenly make everything make sense?
I wasn’t special. I wasn’t a damn detective. I wasn’t going to solve anything.
Zane was a grown man. Maybe he just left.
No. He wouldn’t just disappear.
“Think, Amelia.”
I pressed my fingers to my temples to steady my racing thoughts. My eyes locked onto the statue. It was cold, and the stone-carved face seemed to mock me.
My eyes dropped to his hand.
It was pointing.
A slow breath left my lips as I followed its direction.
The basement? A simple school basement.
But—
My memory flickered, reaching into the past.
Ten years ago… there was no building there. It had been a garden. A bridge with a pond and flowers. Aster flowers. And then, they tore it all down. Built something over it. Buried it.
Right where the statue pointed was a slightly open window.
My breath hitched.
“Oh my God.”
It was all real. Or was my mind playing tricks on me? Was I forcing a connection that wasn’t there?
I bit my lower lip as uncertainty clawed at my chest.
No. I couldn’t afford to second-guess myself.
I pulled out my phone and typed a message to the group chat.
Amelia:
I might have solved the riddle. I’m at the school. I think Zane was taken. If I don’t hurry, he might be the third victim. I have to check. I love you guys.
I hit send.
My fingers tightened around the gun Stacy had given me. It just had blanks, but it felt heavier than ever. With my phone’s flashlight cutting through the darkness, I took a deep breath and trudged on.
“Please… let me be wrong.”
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