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He holds the blade higher, shaking his head. “Nice try, Lexi. But I’mnotEvan.”

CHAPTER 63

Evan

“It’ll work out. Just look at Lexi and me.” I reassure Trent as I carry two coffees, my heart thumping faster when I say her name. Anticipation courses through me at the thought of seeing her again as Trent and I make our way through the crowd toward the restrooms.

“I hope so. Sophia’s putting me through the wringer.”

“She’s just scared. What Lexi said is spot on. She knows Sophia well.” Lowering my voice, I glance around to ensure no one is listening. “Sophia has it bad for you. I overheard her telling Lexi she’s head over heels for you but terrified she’ll end up like her mother.”

Hope flares in Trent’s eyes, and he smiles. “You know I’m not giving up, no matter what.”

“I know. I’m just letting you know she’s definitely worth fighting for.”

“Evan. Trent.” A loud voice yells from behind us.

I turn, spotting Ryker and Devyn holding hands and rushing toward us.

“Hey, Ryker. Devyn. I didn’t know you guys were gonna be here tonight.”

“It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. Devyn wants to do all the Halloween things.” Ryker smiles affectionately at his wife.

She giggles, squeezing his hand. “I can’t help it. I love Halloween, and I love my husband. The two things together are pure magic.” Devyn nods at Trent, a puzzled expression on her face. “Where’s Lexi and Sophia?”

“Bathroom. We’re heading to meet them now,” Trent answers.

“Did you guys just get here?” I ask Ryker as they fall in step beside me.

“About fifteen minutes ago. When we arrived, my wife dragged me to the dancing scarecrows.”

“I couldn’t help it. They were so entertaining.” Devyn’s smile is huge as she squeezes her husband’s hand.

I chuckle, my gaze moving to the bathroom door. Sophia is leaning against the wall, reading her phone. A wide smile covers her face as she greets Devyn and Ryker.

But when her eyes land on me, her brows furrow and her expression is puzzled.

“Is Lexi still in the restroom?”

Sophia’s eyes widen as she stares at me in shock, shaking her head. “No, she went before me. She was waiting outside while I used it. She texted me saying she was going into the corn maze with you.”

I’ve already thrust the cups of coffee into Ryker’s hands, reaching for Sophia’s phone. “Lemme see that.”

Dread and fear churn inside me as I read her text.

Shaking my head, I hand Sophia’s phone to her. “It wasn’t me.” Then I whirl around, sprinting into the maze.

Fear grips my heart as I run, reasonably confident I know who’s behind this. And that son of a bitch is gonna die tonight.

My ears strain as my pulse thunders against my skin. Adrenaline hums through my veins as my gaze franticallysearches for her, knowing time isn’t on my side. This massive maze has many twists, turns, and dead ends.

I hear my friends’ distant voices as they enter the corn maze, but I don’t have time to wait. Every cell inside my body screams that she’s in danger.

Fucking Huntley.

Trent uncovered a lot of information about him, which we planned to release to administrative personnel this weekend. Once the admins read their emails on Monday morning, I’m confident Huntley will be fired and banned from campus.

Nausea churns in my gut as the video of Huntley making shallow cuts all over Tamara Pearson’s body. Tarama, an eighteen-year-old freshman, was violently raped by him after he finished cutting her.

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