(Eleanor's POV)

"What?" My hands tightened around the phone. Tiffany looked up at me.

"Who's involved?" I asked, expecting the worst.

"It's Miss Stella." She paused. "And the police somehow got evidence of you tampering with the car." She finished, her voice shaking towards the end, as if she couldn't believe it herself.

"The police?"

"Yes, ma'am. They're currently on their way to your location." My world spun around me. I found it hard to digest what I had just heard, but nevertheless, I couldn't get caught. It's harder to gather evidence behind bars.

"We need to get out of here, Tiff," I grabbed hold of her hand and ran...