My phone vibrated in my hand. I glanced down and saw a text from Violet.
Merv’s gaze jerked to the rearview mirror. “No phones.”
“Why not? It’s just a text from my sister. I haven’t even read ityet.”
He reached his hand over the seat, palm up. “Skeeter’s rules.”
I had no intention of giving up my phone before I read Violet’s text, but as soon as I read it, I knew I was in deep trouble.
I just remembered Pam’s boy’s last name. Chapman. And her oldest boy didn’t go by Merlin. He went byMerv.
My jaw dropped as I glanced up into the rearview mirror and held eye contact with Merv Chapman, James’ betrayer.