Repressed (Deadly Secrets Book 1) by Elisabeth Naughton

Author:Elisabeth Naughton [Naughton, Elisabeth]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781503936065
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2016-07-26T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sam checked her watch as she made her way down the hallway the next day. With her prep period and the lunch break combined, she had roughly an hour and a half before she was due back in class.

She peeked into the office and frowned. Annette wasn’t at her desk. Rounding the corner, she knocked on David’s office door. He grumbled a terse “Come in.”

“Hey, David. I need to run home. I left a few supplies there I need for this afternoon’s labs.”

“Great. Wonderful.” He reached for the phone. “All I need is another teacher out of the building. Just promise you’ll be back before fifth period.”

When he rubbed a hand across his forehead in a sign of obvious frustration, Sam stepped forward. “What’s wrong?”

“Margaret didn’t show up today.”

She glanced at her watch. “Is she sick?”

“Who the hell knows? Annette just left to drive out to her house and find out what’s going on. It’s not like Margaret to be late and not tell anyone.”

“I’m sure she’s fine. Maybe she just went back to bed and forgot to call in.”

“She doesn’t have any more sick days left. She’s already used up hers and half of everyone else’s.” He waved his hand. “Go on. Just be back in time for your next class.”

“Thanks.” Sam paused by the door. “Is Thomas Adler absent today? He wasn’t in third period.”

“We’re working on that one too.”

Sam nodded and backed out of the office, a strange sense of unease swirling in her stomach. She pulled the keys out of her jacket pocket. Cool air surrounded her when she moved down the front steps of the building and headed for her car.

Margaret’s absence didn’t really bother her. She couldn’t care less what Margaret did. Thomas, on the other hand, was another story.

She drove out of the school parking lot and headed across town, hoping Thomas hadn’t gotten himself into some sort of trouble. That strange conversation after school yesterday aside, his grades were finally starting to come up, and he seemed to be making friends. If he was cutting classes with Manny Burton, though, he’d only get himself into a world of hurt.

Her house was quiet as she pulled into the gravel drive. Grimly was likely snoring on her bed. After jogging up the porch steps, she slipped her key into the lock and turned. A soft click echoed, and she pushed her shoulder against the old door.

It didn’t budge.

Confused, Sam pulled the key out of the lock, checked to make sure she was using the right one, then slipped it back in the catch. Again, it didn’t move.

She rose up on her toes and looked through the four rectangular windows at the top of the door. Couldn’t see anything besides the hardwood floor running down the hall and the stairs that led up to the second floor.

“Dammit.” She didn’t have time for this. She needed to get her stuff and get back to school. She still had to clean up supplies from third period, then get her labs set up for the classes after lunch.

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