"Cyrus?"

The call had suddenly cut off. There weren't any dead zones in the school as far as I knew. Maybe he'd accidentally hung up. But he would have texted me or called back. He wasn't extremely ‘tech-savvy’ because he spent most of his time locked away by that Marren bastard, but he'd mastered texting fairly quick. I had a bad feeling. I looked through the rearview at Jax and Fin,

"Hey, I'm about to go inside and get Cy."

They pulled away from their make-out session and Jax gave me a questioning look,

"I thought he was on his way out?"

"He was, but the call cut off."

Jax...