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Jaden (Jaded 3)

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“What did you say?” I asked Mena, shielded my eyes with my hand to my forehead. I thought she said—no. I laughed. That couldn’t be.

“Marcus.”

She said his name again.

My heart paused, one solid beat, as his name sunk in. “What?” I felt gutted.

She nodded. “He was my friend.” Her voice was carefree, like we were discussing if we should go for coffee or not. Then she paused and looked up, meeting my gaze. “We talked about you a lot.”

“Wai—what?” I swallowed. “You mean like Leisha and Bailey? Was he going to do the same thing to you?”

She laughed again. The light-heartedness of it sent chills down my back. “No, Sheldon. Not like that. I wasn’t like those girls.”

“But,” she had to have been. “Mena, we were friends. He targeted those girls because of me. It would make sense if he had . . .” I trailed off. She was so confident, so sure. And a bad feeling took root in my stomach.

A part of me knew before she said the words, but it still didn’t temper the shock when I heard, “He didn’t pick those girls, Sheldon. You’re silly if you think that.”

“Wha—who—” I stopped again. Chills were all over my body, I felt them in my spine, wrapping around my feet, even moving up to my teeth. They began to chatter together now. “Mena, w-what are you saying?”

She gave me a smile. It was so sweet, but so menacing at the same time. She said, “When’s Carolina coming today?”

“Caro—what?” My heart was racing now, and Mena narrowed her eyes, tilting her head to the side as she studied me. I tried to give her a smile. I failed, but I murmured, as my hand slipped from my leg to the phone beside me. Mena didn’t know it was there.

I thought back now. She had been watching me. She saw me put my phone in my bag and then move the bag underneath my chair.

Thoughts were whirling in my head. I had to get help. I had to notify someone.

She had turned away. When the waiter came over to get our drink order, I gave him the wrong card. She went to grab it for me. She had gotten up from the chair to go over to him. That was when I grabbed my phone and laid it beside me, not thinking.

Thank god.

I had put my bag back. It wouldn’t look any different. She wouldn’t have any idea.

“Sheldon?”

“What?”

Mena was still frowning, her eyes roaming all over my face as she returned to the lounger next to me. “Did you call Carolina? Is she coming today?”

“No.” I forced the ends of my mouth up. “I mean, she has a meeting. She can’t come today.”

“That’s too bad.” She looked down at her lap.

“Why?”

“Huh?” Her head lifted back up. “What?”

“Why?” I swallowed over a lump. “Why is that too bad?”

“Oh.” She shrugged. “No reason. I don’t know her that well, but she seemed nice at the hospital. I’ve heard a lot about her.”

“From who?” As I kept asking questions, I dialed the first saved number on my phone, then I remembered it was my mother’s and I could’ve cursed myself. I didn’t know why I kept her number the first on the list, but it was there and I started a silent prayer, hoping she’d answer, hoping she’d figure it out.

Please, Mom. Please be a mom for once in your life.

“Grace.”

“What?” I jerked upright. Grace?



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