50. The Betrayal

I was the most uneasy I had been in months, hell, in years. I paced around in my room, holding my phone tight as I contemplated whether to text Blaire or not. I mean she did say she was going to get out of mines and Yu Bin’s hair, which was a good thing, but there were a lot of red flags surrounding her; I for one didn’t trust her, but I was curious, so I tapped Blaire’s contact information on my phone and texted her “Location??”