Prettyboy Must Die by Kimberly Reid

Prettyboy Must Die by Kimberly Reid

Author:Kimberly Reid
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates


CHAPTER 19

When I come to, only Katie and I are in the office. She’s sitting on the edge of a desk, watching me while dabbing her eyes with a tissue. It makes me wanna-kill-him angry at Marchuk all over again.

“How long was I out? Where are they?”

“A couple of minutes. They’re in Dodson’s office, plotting something, I suppose.” She tosses the tissue in the wastebasket before wagging three fingers in my face. “How many?”

“Six.”

I thought the situation could use a little levity, but I guess not because Katie looks worried. I try to smile, but it hurts like hell.

“Three. I see three fingers.”

“You bugger,” she says, but I can tell she’s more relieved than mad.

“They left you unsecured? Why didn’t you run?”

“Run where?” she asks, amazingly composed considering she must have been bawling a minute ago. Her eyes are red and her lashes are still wet. “The school is locked down. That will only anger him.”

The door to Dodson’s office clicks open. I let my head drop to my chest as though I’m still passed out. A moment passes before I hear the door click shut again.

“All clear,” Katie says after a few seconds. “Andrews was just checking whether you were still unconscious. Or maybe she’s concerned you’re dead.”

“Don’t worry. They can’t take me out that easily.”

Katie takes a seat at the registrar’s desk, picks up a mirror she finds there, and checks out her face before looking over at mine. “I’m just glad she was the one who worked me over instead of Marchuk. For your information, this is what happened the last time I tried to run.”

“I’m here now,” I say in my best it’s-all-under-control voice. “I’m going to get you out of this.”

“Oh, really? I’m not the one mildly concussed and tied to a chair right now.”

She has a point. And I also notice for the first time that she’s not in Carlisle’s uniform. Except for the shoes, she’s wearing the same gear I am: black long-sleeved t-shirt, black cargo pants.

“Why are you dressed like that?” I ask.

“Oh, this old thing? I took them off a bad guy. He didn’t need them anymore and in these situations, they’re far more comfortable than a skirt and blazer.”

Now it’s Katie’s turn to bring some comic relief. I know she’s trying to put on a brave front for me, but I still wish I knew why Marchuk made her dress like that. Given that last comment of his before he knocked me out, maybe I don’t want to know. Dude is clearly a freak.

“Why are you?” she asks.

“Why am I what?”

“Why are you dressed like that? I assume it has something to do with that little spectacle you made on the PA a while ago.”

Odds are good we’re going to die no matter how badass I’m pretending to be for Katie’s sake. I want her to know Jake Morrow before that happens. So I’m about to answer with the truth, but before I can, Marchuk and Andrews come out of Dodson’s office.



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