The dock was quiet, shrouded in a cold stillness that matched the steel-gray water stretching beneath the boats. Dock #6 was lined with vessels of all sizes, their moored hulls creaking faintly with the occasional ripple of the tide.
I stood alone, just in case, waiting for my stepmom to emerge from her hiding spot. A bit further back pinky and Tyler still sat in the car ready to jump in just in case anything goes wrong.
After all the results were still up in the air.
Finally after a good thirty minutes, movement caught my eye. A figure hesitantly stepped out from one of the boats, glancing around nervously to see who was there.
There she is!
"Hey! Took you long enough, Cassandra!" I called, my voice cutting through the silence, snapping her attention toward me. "Did you really think you could get away from me so easily?"
"M-Melody?!" she stammered in disbelief. "How did you—"
