Before we knew it, we were already in front of the building. It looked like an abandoned school, its windows boarded up, the paint peeling like old skin, vines creeping up the walls.
"Isn't this just simply a haunted house?" he said, eyeing the place with a mix of skepticism and unease.
"Why? You scared Zeke?" I lightly jabbed him, my elbow nudging his side playfully.
"As if," he said, grabbing my hand to enter the school together, like he was proving a point.
"Miss Remillia," Jane said, and when I looked back, they stopped just by the entrance, the Rogues forming a loose perimeter. "We'll only accompany you here but be careful since Langston won't give up pursuing you pretty boy," she winked at Ezekiel, who only frowned in disgust, his face twisting like he'd bitten into something sour.
I gave her a nod, acknowledging the warning.
