The Gang Part 2
The phone buzzed against my thigh, snapping me out of the DVD’s hypnotic glow. Vicky’s name flashed on the screen, third call today. My thumb hovered over the decline button, but guilt twisted my stomach. She’d texted again: *Seriously, Sarah, wtf happened? You vanished.* The clock read 9:47 PM. I’d been watching the footage on … Read more