Chapter 23: More Questions

The nerve of that asshole!

What the hell could he possibly be thinking? First, he picked her up and carried her to his car, and then he locked her inside so that she couldn’t get out. When he finally released her, he sat in her driveway like a freaking stalker!

Seriously, Jack Grey was messed up in the head!

It probably had been him in the woods—somehow. Or maybe he put his friends up to it just to trick her into having to get into his car.

God, he needed some serious mental help.

Still fuming about Jack’s crazy behavior, Everly went about making dinner. She decided to make meatloaf. It would be the easiest thing to take her aggression out on. She pounded the meat, crackers, herbs, and ketchup together in a bowl until it couldn’t take anymore before putting it in the oven, washing her hands, and setting the timer.

Toby seemed concerned. He was watching her like he thought she was crazy, too.

Maybe she was. But