#Chapter 298 Collecting Ourselves

Lila’s POV The drive to the Calypso packhouse was fairly quiet. We had to take two separate cars. Alex took Sarah and Brody; and Enzo took Kayla, Becca, Luis, and me. The three of them squeezed into the backseat. It wouldn’t be long before Scott was released from jail. Apparently, he called my father and told him that he needed us all something, especially me. I wondered what it could have been; I hoped it had to do with who manipulated his mind. If so, we could probably clear Rod’s name too. I refused to believe that Rod had anything to do with these murders. His mind must have been manipulated as well. When we got to the packhouse, we piled out of the car. Ethan was quick to greet us at the door; he gave me a lighthearted smile and I returned it. “Good evening, Lila,” he said, bowing his head slightly at me. “Allow me to grab your luggage.” “Thank you,” I said, jokingly curtseying him. We both chuckled and he went to help Alex grab everybody’s stuff. We followed everybody in