I swallowed hard, bracing myself for what was coming next, for the saddening information I would hear and how badly it would affect me.
"What comes next, Triton?" I asked shakily while searching through his face if I could find answers in his expression.
He placed both hands on his hips and took a deep breath. He moved his eyes from me. I followed his gaze and met him staring at the empty space in front of us.
"It's…it's…It is about Trevor," he confessed finally.
"Trevor?" I echoed, both eyes narrowing and a sense of dread enveloped me as well.
"Trevor? What happened to him? No. Did Laura get to him? What?"
Triton didn't avert his gaze from where he stared. He shook his head gently for a prolonged period. That didn't look like the type of head shaking that said no to my fears. Instead, it looked like one that was done out of frustration to confirm my fears.
