Chapter 38

Was Nicholas still alive?

That probably would make more sense than his ghost haunting me. But if he was alive, then where the hell had Cole gotten all that evidence of his death? And more importantly—why the fuck was Nicholas doing this to me?

How was he doing this?

He kept appearing and disappearing without a trace, and yet, there was a headstone with his name on it. The old security guard said he wasn't buried here… but did that mean he was buried somewhere else?

My head throbbed from the unanswered questions.

I exhaled sharply, gripping the steering wheel tighter. There was only one way to know for sure.

I needed to talk to someone who would know the truth. Someone who couldn't fake grief or fake closure.

His mother.

It was a crazy idea. Reckless, even. But I needed answers. I had met her a few times, and I still remembered where she lived—assuming she hadn't moved.

It was worth a shot.