"Hey Colette, you might wanna wake up."
I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand. Grayson sat next to me. I smiled up at him, but it faded into a frown when I realized he was holding my phone out to me. "Your phone went off several minutes ago. As did mine."
For a second I just stared at the phone. My immediate thought was to throw it in the ocean and never see it again, but that was probably not the best idea. This was my only link to the person (or people) who had kidnapped my family. The text notification read:
Rise and shine! Did you miss me?
I didn't have a chance to answer before I received another message.
Don't answer that. Of course you missed me. Anyway, it is time to head to your final destination. Shouldn't be hard to find. Just look for the small-ish island that previously held some of the country's most dangerous criminals. See you soon!
Grayson didn't have to say the name of the island out loud — we both knew what island the text was referring to. Even so, he couldn't help it.
"Alcatraz. Alcatraz is our 'final destination.'"
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24 hours
AdventureSeventeen-year-old Colette is forced to work alongside a boy named Grayson for 24-hours, following the instructions of several mysterious texts and encountering numerous dangers along the way that could hardly be coincidental.
