She sucked in a breath and knocked away the lingering fingers of the nightmare that had been tormenting her most of the night. The clock said four-ten. She picked up the phone and mumbled, “Hello?” “It’s Gabe.” She shifted to a half-sitting position. “What’s wrong?” “I have Ethan. He was caught sneaking into Jordan’s hospital room. I’m bringing him and your car home.” She jumped out of bed and looked out the window at the empty driveway. Her waking reality was worse than her nightmare. MADISON WAS PACING AT THE KITCHEN DOOR. Dawn had come, but it was still shadowy enough beneath the trees for the headlights to be visible when her car pulled into the drive. She ripped open the door and waited on the back step. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest to hide her trembling hands. Ethan got out of the car and passed her with his jaw set, careful not to make eye contact. “You wait in the kitchen,” she said, then pulled the door closed. The night air was cool, but she didn’t really think that was the reason for her shivering.
