"We have to go," Kevin whispered urgently.

"Why?" I asked. Fear has appeared in Kevin's eyes and I had no idea why. "It might be Blake."

"I know. And I don't want to see him, okay?"

"Well, I kinda need to talk to him," I answered, wanting to look Blake straight in the eyes and ask him if the story that Kevin had just told me was true.

"Please Elijah. Please. I probably lost my job tonight bringing you here, so just please do this one thing for me and get into the car," Kevin pleaded, his eyes darting toward the road, seeing the car coming closer and closer.

"Tell...