![]() “She’s gone.”īex, however, didn’t seem concerned as she rolled over and pushed her hair out of her eyes. “It’s Cammie,” Liz said, still staring at the pillow. “If you’re complaining ’cause you lost your lucky highlighter again, I’m gonna-” ![]() Although, technically, Liz was a genius, it was her gut and not her head that made her stare at the empty pillow, the perfectly tucked covers, and say, “Oh no.” Her realization wasn’t the result of years of research and experiments. Of course, people at the Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women were used to Elizabeth Sutton’s knowing things no one else had figured out, but that morning she wasn’t recalling something she’d read in a book. Day 1: Liz Īs soon as Liz saw the empty bed, she knew something was wrong. Number of Hours Since Cammie Was Last Seen: 10. ![]() 1 Number of Hours Since Cammie Was Last Seen: 10. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |