Chapter 3: 'Letters to you'
Toby's POV:
As I drive back to my apartment, I can't get that -A text out of my mind. Spencer and I have been together for years. I have no reason to believe that she's keeping things from me. This thing jeopardizes the whole damned night. I was going to share something very special with Spencer. Now, this text is looming over my head and I can't enjoy anything. Upon reaching my apartment, I park the truck, grab the takeout, and step onto the pavement. I spy Spencer's empty car and assume that she's already inside my place. I slam my truck door and jog up the apartment steps. I'm surprised the find the door locked after twisting it. 'Geez, Spencer, you could at least open the door for me.' I complain in my head. As I juggle the food in one hand, I pull out my keys and unlock the door with the other. I step in, close the door with my foot, and scan the living room. "Spencer?!---Spencer, I'm home!" I yell as I set the food on the kitchen counter. I toss my keys on the coffee table as I search all of the rooms. No sign of Spencer. This isn't like her. I'm starting to get worried so I reach for my phone nestled in my back pocket. It's empty...my phone is missing. What the hell is going on? I circle the couch, grab my keys, and run over to the front door. I'm stopped in my tracks when a black envelope comes through the mail slot. I kneel down to pick it up and breathe heavily as I fumble to open it. 'Don't worry about your pretty little liar, Tobias. Ms. Hastings is perfectly content. Bird watching is lovely this time of year.' I cautiously stand up and look around. I stare at the white piece of paper and it comes to me. Black envelope, bird watching...Ravenswood...
