Chapter 27.

My mind was on overdrive as I roughly bonded two long planks of wood together for the new cabin. I was tired, furious and I kept picturing Violet on the night of the fire. That girl has got some damn good acting skills, I really believed her that night, she just looked so genuinely scared for me, and I felt like the biggest fool to have ever listened to her and trusted she wanted to help me. Everything about that night just wouldn’t stop flashing though my mind no matter what I did to try and distract myself. The mood I was in was certainly clear, it must be so evident on my face, as everyone kept their distance and gave me some space. Even when we walked back to camp yesterday, Neither Izzy, Dante or Zach said anything as I stomped along in silence. The urge to tear her apart was bubbling inside of me, and I’d even fantasize about doing it.

What she had said was true though, and that’s what worried me even more. My father had been at Caleb’s side for so many years now, his best guard