Chapter 22: Elodie

Dad was gonna kill me. If he hadn't called out search parties already. The sky was fading from a wash of red and orange to the purpling of night. Which meant it was really freaking late. No trail guide would still be at work this late. And that meant he was bound to have called the park looking for me. My cover was gonna be blown, all because I'd stayed late to help secure the station for the night because it was the first chance I'd had to see Sawyer since the incident at Hansen's this morning. God, I was a moron.