Chapitre 124: Chapter 124: Trap

WHEN WE PULLED ONTO Zena's street, cars lined both sides and we could hear the music blaring. There were only a few houses, which meant it was less likely that neighbors would complain. Plus, I wouldn't have been surprised if the neighbors were as afraid of Mrs. Taylor as everyone else. The huge houses sat on equally large lot sizes. Several kids lounged around the sculpted front lawn, drinking out of plastic cups and laughing. The fact that I didn't see Zander's truck worried me.

"Stop scowling, girl," said Ruthie as she touched up my makeup.

I tried to smooth out my features, but it was hard when my insides felt like a swarm of bees. When she was done, I heaved one final nervous sigh and stepped out of the car. Ruthie pulled me along with her, practically bouncing with anticipation. She seemed ready to take on a pack of wolves, which was what facing Zena's groupies felt like.