The voice on the other end was urgent. "Miss Cammy, good morning. This is Mrs. Camden—Dylan's homeroom teacher. I just wanted to check in with you…
Mr. Veston dropped Dylan off earlier, but then went straight to the office to process his withdrawal. He told the administration that Dylan will no longer be attending school here next month. He said your son will be studying abroad."
Cammy's heart stopped.
"What?" she whispered, sitting bolt upright. "He—he's what?"
Ric's eyes darkened immediately. "What's going on?"
Cammy didn't answer. She was already throwing off the blanket, stumbling out of bed, and grabbing yesterday's clothes. Her hands were trembling too hard to zip up her skirt.
"Cammy—Cammy, slow down!" Ric reached for her, holding her shoulders. "Talk to me."
She looked up at him, panic flooding her face. "He's taking Dylan away. Abroad. He has already started the withdrawal process. I have to stop him—I have to—"
