Jules' pov
I was in a very shitty mood when the cab I took pulled up in front of the large building the entire students still have about a week left to spend here.
Before we left school a week ago, I told myself I was gonna work really hard in trying to find out the actual murderers of my parents and the entire clan, and so far, I haven't accomplished anything. It felt a sinking feeling in the middle of my chest, one which was weighting down on me heavily.
As I alighted the car, I let out a resigned sigh. The plastic bag containing a new pack of scent blockers and a brand new phone was carefully clutched in my second hand. Like Andrian had promised, he handed me a new phone before I left, one which he had already set up for me.
