Chapter 175

Elodie gripped her phone. Another call to Ari, another ignored ring. Panic gnawed at her insides. It was like a punch to the gut, those photos on Dashiell’s phone. Just when frustration threatened to engulf her, a hand landed on her shoulder. Spinning around, she came face to face with Dashiell, his face grim. ‘He isn’t picking up, is he?’ he stated, his voice devoid of its usual cheer. ‘No.’. Just hours ago, Ari had been holding her close, whispering sweet nothings. Now, he was a ghost, leaving her drowning in a sea of doubts. ‘Look, Elodie,’ Dashiell said, his voice low, ‘I know you’re confused, but I can help you get to the truth.’ He wasn’t asking; it was a declaration. Elodie stared at him, a flicker of hope battling with the lingering suspicion. ‘How?’ ‘For starters, I can tell you what I know about him.’ ‘How much do you know?’ ‘More than you. Before…’ Dashiell paused. ‘I knew him well. Back in the day, at least.’ Elodie scrutinised his face, trying to read him. ‘Let’s get somew