Freshly powdered snow crunching beneath her feet, Natalie brought her steps closer and closer to the front doors of the college with a mix of fear and preparedness. Although she had no true knowledge of what would be awaiting her once she crossed this threshold, she could not allow herself to turn and sprint in the face of danger for another second; not if Kenton was hurt and if the words of Tee were true-she could not leave him. If anything, she had to address whoever hurt him-and if it had been Jackson, she was prepared to do what was necessary to avenge the man that she was committed to.
The hallways remained absent the collegiate student body that had usually managed to fill the hallways, bouncing from room to room in an unsteady flow of foot traffic. But now, she found only the evid
