Trent rushed around the room, packing his belongings. Everything I wanted was crammed into my backpack and one suitcase, so I stood near the door, out of his way. Everything about this seemed so surreal, but I was toting around a shoebox full of evidence that I couldn't ignore.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Keene Valley," Jax said.
"What?" Have they lost their minds? "I thought we were going somewhere safe. Why would we go home? That's the first place Isach will look for me," I said.
Trent shot Jax a dirty look. "We own a cabin high in the mountains. It's secluded, and no one knows about it. It's the safest place for you."
"Oh." That made me feel slightly better. At least I wouldn't be too far away from my family.
"What're you going to tell your dad?" Trent asked.
Heat flamed up my neck and face. "Um, my dad thinks I'm visiting Aunt Beth and Uncle Dean for the summer."
Jax raised his brows in surprise. "Why does he think that?"