C82 He Turned you?

ARTHUR

I look to my side to see the tracker, which is by the helmet, reflect on the GPS. The other one is nowhere to be found on the GPS.

I rub my hands on my temple as I throw the GPS to the car seat. She really is up to no good. I wonder what she did to the dress.

I stand, worry flushing through me. She knows nothing about the nighttime creatures, and she is one of them