Page 9 of Dig Your Grave

Getting back, I saw someone had left a note on my door stating that they had moved my belongings to another dorm due to the investigation.Looking at the address, I noticed it wasn’t the slums.At my new hall, I got my new room assignment from the front desk.They informed me it was a private room.Once inside, I decided I needed some time off.When I contacted my advisor, they told me I could take three days to grieve.I took all three days.Therefore, I didn’t run into Anubis until the next week during my shift at the library.

He was engrossed in conversation with the blonde from the party when I walked in.She left upon seeing me, and he approached the desk.

“Where’ve you been?”he asked, his voice menacing.

“In my room.”

“No, you weren’t,” he challenged, like he had a right to know.

“They moved me.Because Toccarra’s dead,” I nearly shouted.

“You could’ve told me.I was about to have them search the lake.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?Can’t you find out where I am, being king of Edenvane?”

“It doesn’t work like that, Suede.Until I graduate, I have no actual power here.”

“Who’s that girl?”I crossed my arms and almost pouted.

He slapped the table, causing me to jump.“She’s got the power.That’s the Dean’s daughter.”

“You two seem cozy.I don’t even have your number.”

“There’s a reason for that,” he seethed.

I couldn’t fathom what it could be.“Would you care to let me in on the secret?”

“Maybe, but you have to do something for me.”He led me to a secluded spot behind a bookcase.Taking my hips in his hands, he pressed his massive erection into me.“Don’t lock up the library tonight.”

My brow furrowed.“I can’t get into any more trouble,” I whined.

His hands wandered across my back before finding their place on my backside.“It’s no trouble.It’s just a senior prank.”

“I can’t do that,” I grumbled, as he squeezed my cheeks, tugging me against him.

“Don’t bother setting the alarm,” he said, smirking.He bent down and gave me a kiss.Man, we were blazing.I went all Tarzan on him, climbing him like a tree while he nommed my face.

Despite another mind blowing, panty wetting kiss to remember, the library was no place for this.I snapped back to reality quickly.And when I left that evening, I locked the door and set the alarm.

My actions didn’t make a difference.Margrett discovered a dead sheep with the Skull Society microfiche in its mouth the next morning.A threatening note meant for the Howler was wrapped around its neck.

Of course, I didn’t rat out Anubis, but I landed the job at the newspaper.Harry took the threat as evidence I was getting too close to the truth.

In Mrs.Mence’s office, I offered proof that I locked up the library.There were timestamps.I swore I had nothing to do with the sheep.The witch seemed satisfied for once.Even her dog seemed happy about me joining a club, even though it was late because of my roommate’s death.

Finally, everything was going my way.

There was a note on my door when I got back to the dorm, saying I should come to the Boat House.Obviously, Anubis wanted to pick up where we left off.The memory of our last kiss fluttered through me, tempting me.And I needed answers anyhow.I went to the Boat House to find the bad guy.The dude at the door said Anubis was chilling in the clearing.The walk to find him took ages.The field was like a million miles away from the river, surrounded by a sea of trees.With each passing minute of my walk, the sky grew darker and more ominous.

The moment I met up with Anubis by the forest, I could tell something was amiss.His shirt was off, and he had a fresh wound where blood trickled down from his mouth to his chin.

Chapter 5

He tried to laugh it off.

“I tripped and hit my mouth on a rock,” he tried to explain.While they were playing a twisted version of hide and seek, he went on.His fraternity brothers were somewhere around, but eerily, no one else was in sight.

As he drank from a bottle of scotch he’d brought along, he held out his arm, showing me a scar that weirdly mirrored the one I had.His story of how he got it poured out of him, a tale of an unprovoked attack by hooded men that sent chills down my spine.It was far too similar to my own experience, too strange to be a coincidence.

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