The Debate Team Dies Tonight

Chapter 48 Caulder

Caulder

Time slows to a stop. I see Emerson standing there in the dark, see the knife. Next to me, Avery lets out a gasp. She takes a step toward Emerson; then she stops.

Then, she screams.

I look up, and someone’s appeared in the doorway to Emerson’s room. I squint to make them out in the dark—they’re tall and a little wiry. And I realize they usually have a cocksure smile plastered on their face.

Only now, he looks like a ghost.

“Lucas?”