❝ In
Squad
We
Trust ❞
Monse Finnie is the new girl in Freeridge. She hopes
to start senior year off without a hitch, but she soon realizes that won't be the case.
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❝ Who would've known this is how we would become friends? ❞
Friday morning
Day 3 of Cesar being missing
Monse was pacing back and forth aimlessly in her room. She felt like she was losing her mind. Latrelle was holding Cesar hostage god knows where.
Latrelle. Her soulmate. Or so she thought.
We're talking about the same Latrelle that gave her rings for her protection. Little did she know, she needed protection from him.
She was so upset with herself. She should've heeded everyone's warnings.
"Monse, it's time for school!" Monty announced.
Monse grabbed her bag and headed downstairs reluctantly. She really wasn't in the mood to go to school today. She couldn't look at Latrelle the same ever again.
"Morning dad," she greeted when she got downstairs.
"Hey, honey. Why do you seem so mopey?"
"Dad, is it possible for me to stay home today?" she asked.
Monty looked curious. "For what? Your attendance is important, Monse."
"I know that, but...I'm just not in the mood," Monse told him.
"What's going on?" he asked softly. "Does this have something to do with your date yesterday? You came home early."
Just then, a news anchor's voice echoed throughout the room, catching their attention.
"This just in! Police are looking for 17 year old Cesar Diaz. He was last seen Tuesday at his home."
Then a picture of Cesar popped up on the screen. Monse felt sick to her stomach just from seeing his face. She prayed that Latrelle wasn't torturing him.
"Cesar? Wasn't that your friend? The one in the gang?" Monty asked.
Monse nodded with a frown. "That's why I don't want to go to school."
"Honey, if you're scared that something's going to happen to you-"
"It's not that. It's just Lat..." Monse quickly shut her mouth. She couldn't tell her dad about Latrelle. "...I'm just not going to be able to focus."
