“I have a feeling you should just go home.â€? he said. I wanted to but he was acting strange … nice.

“Why?â€? I asked.

“Just go home, Kit. Go home and don’t go to the alley at all.â€? He didn’t wait for me to reply, just walked away.

Still, I was excited when I entered my house and locked the door, sinking to the floor. I was safe until I opened my eyes. The back porch’s sliding door was locked and closed, but from the front door I could still see Jack standing on the outside. I walked slowly back there.

Idiot! Idiot! Just close the curtains and walk away. But, no. Through the door I yelled. “What do you want, Jack?â€?

“I need to talk to you!â€? he yelled back.

“No!â€?

“It’s important! It’s about … Trey!â€? he told me and I opened the door a crack. Hopefully, he was just lying and nothing was wrong with Trey. I mean, he is one of the best liars around and why would he tell the truth to me anyway?

“Well?â€?

Jack was whispering now that the door was open. “Trey’s in jail.â€? And the world just came crashing down on me.