Back to Me

Another Day, Another Funeral

Mona POV

I placed my French book on the counter and turned so I was facing Spencer. There was a big test in our French class so we were studying together at her place. Not that either of us needed to study, but Spencer would study up until the last second regardless. I enjoyed study sessions with her; she was the only person in school that I considered a worthy rival. And the fact that it was at her house was an added bonus. It made it so easy to spy on Ian Thomas.

"I need some caffeine. Is your coffee really as bad as everyone says it is?" I asked her.

"It depends on who you ask." Spencer shrugged. "But it's certainly not for the weak. Are you brave enough to give it try?"

"Of course I'm brave enough. Give me a cup." I told her confidently.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." She said as she got up and made her way over to the coffee maker.

"Spencer? Spencer, where are you?" Melissa shouted from another room in the large house.

"In the kitchen!" Spencer yelled back and seconds later Melissa came running in.

"Spencer, Mona, have either of you seen or heard from Ian?" She asked in panic, like she had seen a ghost. "He never came home from the football game last night."

"Melissa, I'm sure he's fine. It was an away game; maybe they had car problems and stopped at a hotel." Spencer tried to comfort her but it looked like her heart wasn't in it.

"No, that's what I thought too. But I called the school and they got back last night and Ian was with them. Something happened to him, Spencer, I know it!" Melissa argued and started to get a little hysterical.

"Have you checked the news for something that could have happened last night?" Spencer asked her.

"Or called the hospital and police station?" I added.

"Yes, yes, and no. Nothing's in the news and he hasn't been checked into any of the hospitals in this county. And I have to wait twenty-four hours before the police can do anything." She replied.

"He'll show up, Melissa." Spencer told her and then she turned to me. "Here's your coffee, Mona. I hope you can handle it, it'd be nice to have a friend that isn't afraid of it."

"Hmm, it's not as bad as I expected. I wouldn't drink it on a regular basis like you do, but it serves its purpose when you need a caffeine boost." I told her after taking a sip. "I'll be right back; I need to use your bathroom."

I didn't really, but I did need an excuse to get out of the room. Melissa had every right to be worried because something told me that Ian was more than missing. I had a feeling as to who was behind it, and this confirmed some of our theories.

Ian is missing Keep an eye on her and her boyfriend –M

The text was short and to the point, and a reply came within seconds.

If they're behind it I'll know Keep me posted –T

I flushed the toilet and rain the faucet for a minute before returning to the kitchen. When I got there Melissa and Spencer weren't the only ones there. Darren Wilden and another officer where standing in the kitchen talking to Melissa.

"What's going on?" I whispered to Spencer who was standing on the other side of the room.

"They found Ian." She whispered back and then took a shaky deep breath. "He's dead, someone killed him."

Usually I loved it when I was right, but that wasn't the case this time. Ian Thomas was a creep and mostly died because of the part he played in the night Alison died. I still didn't know exactly what happened but it was clear someone was tying up loose ends. Either they were afraid of Ian talking or he messed something up. But that means someone was scared, and when people are scared they make mistakes. Mistakes that could get them caught.