Scapegoat

Aria

Cole reached into his pocket and pulled my phone out. He must have taken it when he kidnapped me.

After he instructed me, he wore a mask, the kind that covered most of his face but not his eyes. He tapped the screen, dialed a number, and held the phone up in front of me. The screen lit up with a video call.

The moment it connected, Jett’s face filled the screen and my breath caught. Jett look