Drop of Doubt (24 page)

He even knew the hospital I’d been in belonged to the Academy. The Academy infiltrated a school. What made it hard for me to believe they could take over an entire wing of a hospital?

How do you take over a hospital and not have anyone notice? Is that how Mr. Blackbourne and the others could guarantee my parents wouldn’t find out the last time I went for X-Rays and my MRI when my foot was injured? They knew because it was the Academy section. It would require an Academy-run hospital to be understanding if Dr. Green had to run off and help me, or help one of the others. Or had a strange girl assisting him who was nowhere near qualified.

If what he said was true, and for some reason I believed it, Dr. Philip Roberts was Academy. Marc was Academy. Even that old lady in the bed, and all the assistants. It felt incredible and impossible. I had no idea what it meant, but suddenly the Academy was everywhere. I didn’t know where it ended.

And if he did know these things, that had to mean he was part of the Academy. And if that was true, was the rest of what he was saying true?. I remembered Derrick said they once tried to recruit him, but he didn’t want that life. Maybe Derrick’s parents weren’t abusive. Was that why their recruitment didn’t work?

Derrick had once told me Kota and the others were thieves. The masked man believed they were dangerous, too. I wondered how the masked man had stolen Mr. Blackbourne’s car. Didn’t that make him a thief, too? How had he managed to infiltrate the other iPhone, too? Or manage to manipulate the number so soon after Victor had gotten a new one? But if he was from the Academy, he was an equal match for the rest of them. He knew how to do things the other ones knew how to do.

And he knew a lot more than I did.

The keys in my hand tempted me. I didn’t know what to do, but I imagined what it would be like if I simply drove off. Would the guys be able to follow me? What if I jumped in a truck bed or hitched a ride just like the masked man? Would I be able to disappear like him? Would I be able to run away? Kota had told me this was a choice. Was it really? If I asked them to back off, would they? Or was that a lie so I would feel comfortable enough to trust them?

I closed the passenger door, and found the edge of the sidewalk and squatted down to sit on it. With my knees up, I tucked my head in and held myself together. If the masked man was right, the boys would be here any moment. Part of me wanted them to show up. This had been scary. This was watering the little seed of doubt that I had let creep into my mind the day Derrick had told me they had once been thieves.

What had I gotten myself into? Didn’t the guys tell me all the time they were worried I’d get upset and leave?

But if they were thieves, or bad people, why did they work so hard at taking care of me?

Why did they have to be so nice?

A familiar black Jeep sped up the oncoming ramp toward the rest area. I swallowed back the thick knot of tears at the base of my throat. I didn’t have time to fall apart now. I didn’t want to think of the questions or the possible answers. My heart was overwhelmed at seeing the familiar car, and all I could think of was faces I thought I knew so well, that had saved me time and again. For now, I wanted to forget. The masked man had to be wrong. The boys were good. If it hadn’t been for them, I’d be dead. They wouldn’t hurt me or put me in danger. I knew it.

Didn’t I?

I stood as the Jeep got close. It stopped, parking lengthwise across four parking spaces and within a few feet of where I stood. The doors on both sides opened while the engine was still running. North hopped out of the passenger side seat. Mr. Blackbourne followed from behind the wheel of the driver’s side. Kota and Nathan lunged out from the back seat.

North flew at me, his arms out. I had the keys in my hand but dropped them when he picked me up around the waist. I breathed in the musk of his cologne. I hung on around his neck.

“Baby,” he cooed. His hands roughly touched over my stomach and arms as he inspected me. “Why is there blood? If he—“

“It’s not mine,” I said quickly. The blood spots still on the shirt probably told them a different story than what had really happened. “Long story, but I’m not hurt. He never touched me.”

He hugged me close. “Fucking shit, what the hell happened?”

“I ...” I choked out, but his arms around me were too tight and I couldn’t find enough air to talk properly. I ended up whispering. “North.”

But the comfort and relief I wanted to feel at his hug had been soiled. Into my mind crept little questions, biting at my brain. Was he really worried about me? Was anything the masked man said true?

And for that reason, I wanted to cry. I wanted to hate the white mask and what he’d done. I sank into North’s hug, wanting something to grip to. Wanting the feeling of peace I’d once felt with him to return. I thought if I hugged him tight enough, maybe that feeling would come back. That everything the masked man had said would go away.

I wanted my hug to ask questions of North I couldn’t ask out loud:
Prove to me it was a lie. Tell me you’re good. Make me believe again.

Before, I had told them I didn’t feel part of their group. Now it was like I was suddenly cast into cold bath water. It wasn’t just me and my small Academy family facing off the world. It was the world out there, and me in an unknown place with the Academy hovering over me with secrets. I suddenly didn’t know who they were any more.

And what hurt the most was that who I thought they were had been a lie. My heart was breaking. The feelings I had for each of them suddenly weighed so heavily inside me that I hadn’t realized before how much I’d come to care about them.

It hurt so bad to consider it all might have been a lie.

I shoved it all aside, willing myself to be strong now. If the masked man was wrong, I didn’t ever want the boys to know I had any reservations at all. I wouldn’t want to hurt them like that.

“Let me have her,” Kota’s said from behind North.

North grunted but released me. I sucked in some air, holding on to his shoulder. Despite my desire to look, I couldn’t meet his eyes. I thought if I did, I would see some flicker of truth in what the masked man had said, and I didn’t want to know right now. I was scared to death North would see at once that I didn’t trust them.

Kota rescued me before I had to look at North. He pulled me close, lifting me right off the ground, his face pressed to the crook of my neck.

“What happened?” Mr. Blackbourne asked from behind me.

I spoke around Kota’s hug. “I called your emergency line. Did you hear what he was saying?”

“We could hear you, but the other voice was garbled,” Mr. Blackbourne said.

My heart thundered. So he possibly didn’t know much about what the man had been saying. I tried to remember what I had said, and how much I might have already revealed about the conversation. “He was wearing a mask, and there was some sort of voice distortion. I guess it was so I couldn’t recognize him.”

Mr. Blackbourne touched the corner of his glasses with a forefinger. “It could have been why we couldn’t understand him. The cell phone didn’t pick up the sound.”

Kota’s arms held me, pressing me to his body. “Did he hurt you?”

“No,” I said. “He didn’t touch me. He just wanted to talk.”

“Where did he go?” North asked. “Is he still here?”

“No. He hopped a truck bed.”

“Did you catch the plate on the truck?” North asked.

“Let’s not chase now,” Mr. Blackbourne said. “He’s probably already jumped off and headed in a different direction. We’ve lost him for now.”

“I want her,” Nathan said.

Kota grunted but released me.

Before I could turn around, I was collected by the waist and half spun. Nathan’s blue eyes met mine. “Are you okay?”

My heart felt frozen. His eyes sought out everything I was trying to hide. I wasn’t sure how much they heard when I was talking, but I didn’t want to appear like I was trying to hold back. Maybe I shouldn’t, but I needed time to absorb what had gone on. “He scared me, but he didn’t do anything.”

“He was asking about the Academy?” Nathan asked.

Was that what he was worried about? If I spilled some secret? “He was trying to tell me what he thought. He thinks like Mr. Hendricks, that you’re bad and he wanted to warn me.” There, it was good enough. It was essentially what he was saying, but it wasn’t the whole truth. They probably could have guessed half as much from what I said.

Nathan kept his hand at the small of my back but addressed the others. “He’s dangerous.”

“I agree,” North said.

“I don’t think so,” I said.

They all turned toward me. “Why do you think that?” Mr. Blackbourne asked.

I wondered for a moment if maybe I’d said too much. “He could have kidnapped me for a long time or hurt me, but he didn’t. He thought he was doing good by warning me about you.”

“But he’s a psycho, Peanut.” Nathan clutched my waist. “He just up and snagged you.”

“He went to a lot of trouble just to talk to me,” I said. “So if he was planning on hurting me, it would have happened. But he didn’t. He just talked to me and dropped me off here.”

“This wasn’t just talking to you,” Mr. Blackbourne said. He planted his hands on his lean hips. His gray eyes shifted, calculating. “This was a message to us, too. He wanted us to know he knows more than we think he does. We can’t let our guard down.”

“I don’t think he’s coming back for me,” I said.

“We can’t be too sure,” Mr. Blackbourne said. “What was he asking you to do?”

“He wanted me to run away. He was warning me if I was hanging around you, that I might get hurt more.”

Mr. Blackbourne’s eyes lifted and met with Kota’s and then with North’s. The silent communication they shared lasted only a moment, but it was as if a whole conversation had been spoken and they’d reached a decision together.

“I think we found what we were waiting for,” Kota said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

Nathan frowned. He pulled me in tighter as if afraid to let go. “He’s warning you to stay away because he’s planning something for us. It’s like the Morse code you were getting. He’s warning you to stay away because he has something in mind.”

My heart stumbled and almost soared again, but only for a moment. Maybe Nathan was on to something. Maybe the masked man was lying and trying to scare me. Maybe he was trying to make me think I had to leave.

Didn’t he say as much? But he also said so much more. I shook the thoughts for now. I needed to keep my eyes open, but I also didn’t want to see the guys hurt. I didn’t know what to believe, but they had saved me so many times. I couldn’t let them get hurt. I wouldn’t let that happen. I wasn’t going to abandon them. “How did you all catch up with us so quickly?”

“We were chasing who we thought had planted the box and placed the fake bomb call,” Kota said. “He stole Mr. Blackbourne’s car and took us on a tour of the city before he took out the GPS in his car and we lost him.”

My heart stopped. “So he’s the one? And he’s the one who sent me text messages.”

The others nodded. They already knew. “Yes,” Mr. Blackbourne said. “We realized that when you called.”

My finger drifted up, hovering just over my lip. “He intercepted the phone. We just got new ones today.”

North moved toward the passenger side door. He opened it, picking up the phone from the floor and brought it back. “This one?”

I nodded. “Victor bought those sometime around noon. He must have followed us all day to know we got those. But he didn’t need to get our phones to use them against us. Unless he did something to Victor.”

“We were chasing him for a couple of hours today prior to him finding you. He has another way he’s listening in on us,” Mr. Blackbourne said. “We’ve got to do a sweep.”

“We need to take her somewhere safe,” Kota said. “I should take her back to Victor’s for the night.”

Mr. Blackbourne shook his head. “We’ve got to let her go back to school.”

The guys squared off their shoulders at him. “You can’t,” North said. “He’s warned her. He’s kidnapped her.”

“And he left her here with us. She’s right. He could have taken her further and he didn’t. He wanted to rattle us and he did. He expects us to hide. Unfortunately, we’ve got other problems, too. Mr. Hendricks is asking for her. He’s left several voice messages on my school number already, asking where she is and threatening to call her parents if she doesn’t get back to school. If she doesn’t make an appearance tomorrow, this could get ugly.”

“Why is he calling you?” I asked.

“He has witnesses at school seeing you leaving with the others. You haven’t been back since. He’s assuming you’re with us.”

North pinched at the bridge of his nose, and closed his eyes. “Why do we care? Let’s get that over with. Hanging her parents’ being missing over us all the time is putting her at risk and making things too complicated.”

“Let’s not talk about it here anymore,” Mr. Blackbourne said. “We need to go. Kota and North, come with me in my car. Nathan, take her home. Don’t leave her. Everyone’s going to school tomorrow. That’s an order. I think we’ve identified the phone code threats enough. We’ll be monitoring.”

I shoved my forefinger at my lip, wanting to say something but afraid to ask too much. Kota and North glanced back at me once, both frowning. They got into the car with Mr. Blackbourne, and Mr. Blackbourne took off, heading up the road to find a place to turn around.

Nathan found my hand and grasped it. He drew it away from my mouth, his eyes were serious and dark. “Let’s go home, Peanut.”

I wanted to agree with him, but couldn’t say anything. Home suddenly seemed like a concept I couldn’t understand. I followed him anyway, because without the boys, I had no idea where to turn. Maybe the masked man had been wrong.

I was too deep within the Academy to turn back. I had nowhere else to go.

Maybe it was too late for me.

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N
athan held on to my hand as often as he could while he drove, but we rode in silence. I was overwhelmed. He was caught up in his own thoughts. But he never released me, and in a strange way, I couldn’t let go, either. I sought out a comfort I was unwilling to give myself by being near them again.