Ava's POV
My fingers trembled as I swiped to read the message. The text was short, almost taunting:
“You can’t save her, Ava. Fall in line, or you’ll regret it.”
A chill ran down my spine, leaving me frozen in place. I read the words again, each one carving a pit of dread in my stomach. The number was unknown, but the intent was clear. Someone had done this to Holly, and now they were warning me to back off.
I had my suspicions. My father? The Jamesons? Mrs Miller? Orion? Chloe?
Weighing all these suspects made me realize just how dangerous this game actually is. The fact that I’m surrounded by enemies and won’t know who hit.
“Mason…” My voice came out as a whisper as I showed him the screen. His face darkened instantly, his jaw tightening.
“Who sent this?” His tone was low, menacing.