Page 47 of Wicked Promises (Fallen Royals 3)

Caleb.

Liam.

Eli.

Theo.

“I’ve got to get home,” one of them says.

Theo, I would guess, judging from his tone. I can barely hear him, and the wind only picks up some of their words.

I hold my breath.

What were they doing?

“Keys are up in my room,” Eli says.

I saw Liam’s car in the driveway on my mad dash out of Caleb’s room earlier, so that’s who he must be talking to.

A minute later, their footsteps creak on the stairs.

I press my ear to the door, waiting for the sound of keys.

“Later, man,” Eli says in a low voice.

His door closes, and I yank mine open.

I catch Liam just as he’s passing. He freezes, spinning toward me.

“Fuck, Margo, you startled me.”

I raise my eyebrows. “What were you doing?”

“Trying to get to the truth,” he answers.

I roll my eyes. It’s such a cop-out answer.

“You’re safe here,” he says. “No one knows you’re here. Right? Just Riley and us.”

I squint at him. He’s completely in shadow, it’s impossible to see his expression. And I can’t dissect his tone, either. Is he worried? Angry? My disappearance probably put Caleb through hell.

“Lenora and my social worker, too,” I murmur.

“Matt was the one who took you,” Liam says. “You believe it, and Caleb believes you, we believe Caleb. You see how long a train this is.”

I shrug. “I know I saw him. Do you think I’m lying?”

“No.”

We’re silent for a moment.

“What were you doing in that shed?”

“You don’t want to know.”

Maybe that’s true. Caleb would do anything to protect me…

“Take this,” Liam says. He extends something toward me.

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