Blue Diamond Academy
Devon stopped his car in front of the prestigious school building. He turned off the ignition, opening the windows for a moment. To hear the grounding sound of laughter coming from the premises.
His fingers relaxed on the steering wheel although his chest told a different story.
The parking spot ahead had been cleared of the charred wreckage left behind by his other car. What remained was a black spot etched to the tarred ground like a stubborn stain.
He sighed, pulling out his phone. He just remembered that he still hadn't reviewed the CCTV footage the principal sent him that morning.
They were supposed to check it out once they were alone—he and Ambrose that is. But with everything that's happened the past few hours, he doubted either of them would have the mental strength to look through it.
He knew he didn't anyway.
And that brought him to why he came here.
