What Lies in the Darkness (Shadow Cove Book 1)

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Book: What Lies in the Darkness (Shadow Cove Book 1) by Jessica Sorensen Read Free Book Online
Authors: Jessica Sorensen
wanted to discuss a story that didn’t show the pleasant side of Shadow Cove.
    On Sunday, I work on my project with Ev for a little bit, and then checked online again to see if the story popped up, but nope, nothing. I ended up asking my mom again about the incident, but she insisted on knowing nothing, not even the girl’s name. I think she might be lying since she refused to make eye contact.
    On a more positive note, I haven’t hallucinated again. Thank God. Plus, as a double bonus, I managed to chill on Facetime with my friends, during which Kennedy informed me she’s come up with a few fabulous ideas to get Dixon back. When I asked her what the plans entailed, she told me—and very evilly, I might add—that I’ll have to wait until Monday morning to find out because she had to check on a few things first.
    Needless to say, by the time Monday morning rolls around, I’m more than bursting with eagerness.
    “Why isn’t Kennedy in her car?” Ev asks as I park my beat-up 1989 Camaro next to her nearly brand new Mercedes.
    I shrug, just as perplexed as her.
    Since Kennedy lives so far away from Ev, Embry, and me, she normally drives to school by herself. But since she loathes almost everyone we go to school with, she typically hangs out in her car until the three of us arrive. Why she’d wander in by herself today is a mystery. I have a feeling one of her revenge plots might have something to do with it.
    “Do you think I should dye my hair purple?” Embry asks randomly from the backseat. She has a compact mirror out and is frowning at her reflection. “I think I’m sick of the red.”
    “You just dyed it last week.” Ev slips her seatbelt off and rotates around to face her. “How can you be sick of it already?”
    Embry snaps the compact mirror closed then tosses it into her worn messenger bag. “I get bored easily. Besides, Emilia Greyferson was talking about dyeing her hair the same color.” She grimaces. “I mean, seriously, where’s her originality?”
    I smile to myself. Embry is all about originality. Just look at her outfit: red, clunky boots decorated with skulls and buckles; fishnet stockings; a pleated grey skirt; and a torn black T-shirt. The girl loves being the unicorn of our school.
    “Even if Emilia dyes her hair red, I think you’ll still be a unicorn,” I tease Embry as I dig my buzzing phone out of the pocket of my torn black skinny jeans.
    Kennedy: Meet me by the Rewards Board ASAP. I have an official Take Dixon Down Revenge Plan.
    The Rewards Board is a place where students can post ads for lost items, tutors wanted, tutors for hire—things like that. Teachers and the administration often post announcements there, as well. The digitalized board is flashy and showy, stretching across half the wall near the main office. Why Kennedy would want us to meet her there is beyond me. I put my phone away and collect my car keys and bag, ready to find out.
    “Kennedy wants us to meet her by the Rewards Board,” I announce, reaching for the door handle.
    Ev and Embry trade a perplexed look before collecting their bags and books.
    Embry slings her messenger bag over her shoulder and scoots toward the door, asking, “Why? Did she lose something?”
    I push the door open to get out. “She said she has an official plan to pay back Dixon.”
    “Maybe her revenge plot is up on that board,” Embry suggests with a wicked grin.
    “God, I hope she didn’t post something on the board about Dixon,” Ev gripes. “If he finds out Kennedy did it, he’ll go after her.”
    “And we’ll be there to have her back.” Embry grins, hops out of the car, and starts across the busy parking lot toward the school.
    Ev and I follow suit, jogging after her. When we reach her side, we slow down and match her pace as we make our way up the sidewalk and to the double entrance door, doing our best to ignore the nasty looks and whispering gossip being thrown in our direction. I can’t hear everything being

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