''We got him.''
I stop in my tracks on our way to the student's parking lot and turn to him. ''You got who exactly?''
''Ball cap guy.''
I blink twice and ask. ''Wait, red ball cap guy?''
''That's the one.''
Holy shit!
''How? When? Where? What?'' I question in rapid succession. He chuckles and motions for me to continue walking so we'd put space between us and the school full of nosy teenagers. You never know who may be listening in and like I always say ''walls talk and they speak volumes.''
''I got a text from Detective Anderson just now.'' He shows me the texts on his phone and I nod. ''That's impressive.''
''I told you we'd find him.''
''Yea, yea,'' I smile lightly. If red ball cap guy has been caught then that means that we're one step closer to knowing the truth. He knows what happened at Lakedale. He knows who has been messing with me since last year. He knows who wants my head on a silver platter.
