I didn’t tell anyone where I was going because the message hadn’t asked for secrecy and somehow that made it feel even more unsettling. It simply said a place, a time and nothing else.
Drake stood beside the truck before I could open the driver’s door.
“You’re really going.” Drake said.
“I need answers.” I nodded and he looked at me for several long seconds.
“I don’t like this.” He said.
“I know.” I said.
“He could be lying.” Drake said.
“He probably will. But somewhere inside everything he says is usually one piece of the truth.” I said.
“I still hate it.” Drake sighed and I smiled faintly.
“I know.” I said and he stepped closer.
“I’m staying nearby.” Drake said.
“I figured you would.” I said.
“I wasn’t asking.” He said.
“I wasn’t arguing.” I said and that finally
