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honey.”
    The phone switched hands,
and I swore I could hear my mom sob as she left the room. I was just starting
to mentally beat myself up over it when my dad’s voice filled my head.
    “ Brookie ,”
he greeted, making me shake my head. “How’s the trip, kiddo?”
    “Fine, so far,” I
replied. “I miss you guys.”
    Dad exhaled softly. “We
miss you, too. You and Nick haven’t killed each other yet?”
    The door to the room
opened and Nick appeared, smiling apologetically when he realized I was still
on the phone. “No,” I said with a laugh as Nick turned to his bags and finished
packing. “Not yet. It’s still early, though.”
    “Everyone at work misses
you,” Dad said, possibly as a way of guilt-tripping me back.
    Hearing this made me
think of O’Malley and Keaton, and I realized I missed them too, along with
several others. However, I had a feeling that not everyone missed me. Clarke, for example. I
was almost positive he was thrilled I was gone.
    “Tell them I think of
them often,” I replied. “How is everything there?” By law, he couldn’t go into
specifics since I was no longer appointed to the investigations, but I knew he
would. While I already knew who was responsible for the multiple murders as
well as David’s, I wanted to make sure that there hadn’t been any more since we
left. I’d hate for my hometown to be under siege after leaving it undefended.
    “Still nothing,” he answered,
sounding frustrated. “There hasn’t been another murder. We still can’t track
down any leads other than that abandoned club in Phoenix. It’s like everything
just up and vanished… Like last time. And as for David’s case…”
    “Nothing there, either?”
I fake-guessed, knowing that his murder had already been avenged. By me.
    “Exactly.” A pause.
“Don’t worry, though. We won’t exhaust our efforts.”
    Part of me wanted to tell
him to give up. That digging any deeper would only lead to more questions and
eventually a very complicated situation and possibly death. But there were
rules to be followed now. If I told him that, he’d ask why, and I’d tell him,
because he was my dad and I told him just about everything.
    “ Brookie ?”
my dad said, pulling me out of my musings. “Your mother and I are just stepping
out to go visit Bobby before dinner. Will you call us when you get to where
you’re going?”
    I stopped breathing upon
hearing where they were going, realizing exactly what they’d find. “Y-yeah. Of
course,” I stammered, my heart racing. “I’ll talk to you later. Love you.”
    “Love you, too, kiddo.” He
hung up, leaving me sitting on the edge of the oversized bed, wondering what
they would think when they arrived at the gravesite to find the grass torn up
and the earth disturbed. They wouldn’t know I was responsible, but they’d know
something had happened. What if they had someone exhume the grave and found his
coffin…
    My vision darkened, and
when it came back, I glimpsed a bit of graveyard dirt on the toe of my shoe.
Pausing, I looked at it, remembered what I found, and sat up straight. Noticing
this, Nick turned around and called my name.
    “Bobby,” was all I could
bring myself to say, my eyes slowly rising to meet his. “Why wasn’t he there?”
    Nick’s face fell. Lines
of worry formed on his forehead as he swept his hair off it. “I’ll explain in
the car if you’ll let me.”
    When we arrived in the
lobby, the guys were all waiting. Jackson regarded me with a curious glance.
Almost like he was concerned. It was weird, because the only emotion I’d ever
picked up on him had been disdain. Was this due to guilt?
    “Good morning, Brooke,”
Zach greeted. “You feeling okay this morning?”
    I nodded. “Yeah. Better,
thanks.”
    “You look great,” Corbin
interjected, his cheeks turning pink. He was adorably flustered. “I mean,
well-rested.”
    Nick finished checking
out just then and joined us, placing his hand on the small of my