❛𝐖𝐑𝐀𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒!❜
⸻ in which Rory Hargrove is obsessed to uncover
the truth behind Barbara Holland's disappearance, while
facing her brother's enemy and buried se...
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RORY AND STEVE'S LIPS MET AS THEY SAT ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR, surrounded by old papers and photographs, with their hands gently trailing down their bodies. They were caught up in a whirlwind of thoughts. It was the epitome of perfect madness. There wasn't a single word in the English dictionary that could accurately describe how they felt.
It almost seemed like nothing could ruin that moment. Or so they thought—almost nothing could ruin that moment.
But three abrupt knocks on the door were enough to make Rory and Steve break away from each other and look around, their hearts racing and eyes wide, worried about being caught.
The knocking on the door intensified, so Rory got up quickly and looked around to make sure there wasn't anything too compromising lying around. She smoothed her clothes and hair with her palms, and Steve, already on his feet, did the same, straightening his corduroy jacket, which would probably have been off in just a few seconds if they hadn't been interrupted.
Rory suddenly opened the door, bumping into Dustin.
He was out of breath, not just because he'd been riding his bike, but but due to nervousness that wrecked his body.
Aurora gave him a signal to come in, but Dustin was already halfway through the door before she could respond.
"We've got a problem. It's code red." Henderson gave a warning with a worried, trembling tone of voice. This made Rory and Steve look concerned.
"We?" Harrington asked, his hands on his hips. Rory and Steve's confused gazes met in the air at opposite ends of the living room.
"Yes, I tried talking to Lucas and Mike, but they didn't answer. I was on my way home and I saw your car parked here, so I thought you guys might be able to help, even though you've just come back from one of the worst phases of your lives." He gesticulated too much with his hands and spoke at an atrocious speed. "Do you still have your bat with nails?" Now he directed his speech to the caramel-haired boy.
"Wasn't that left behind in the upside down?" Rory asked, a little concerned, as she remembered Steve's pet weapon, which he handled with remarkable skill. Steve said it was a historical relic because he'd used it as a weapon to defend himself against those creatures twice in his life. And it seems there was a third time as well.
"As it turns out, I had it with me, stuck in my jacket. The police collected everything and put it near the boat, along with the other items that belonged to me."
