[Samara]
I had to tell Ben the truth and I had a feeling I was going to have to tell the Sheriff the truth as well. I took a peek at the man across from me and he had his arms folded across his chest. He wasn’t buying my lies either. Damn Dylan for being so nosey and s**t.
“Look, Samara, if you ran off for a few days to hang out with some friends or if you decided you wanted to run away…whatever…and then you decided to come home, then you need to tell me,” he said firmly and I sighed.
“Sheriff, do you know Evan?” I asked as I lowered my voice. The Sheriff immediately sat up straighter and dropped his arms. Without another word, he stood up and hurriedly closed his office door.
“Is that where you were? With Evan?” he questioned as he sat back down across from me.
“Yes,” I admitted.
