“Do you really think that has any relevance to this situation?” Ellen clutched her tablet to her chest. “I have to figure this out. We still have to visit the University of Oregon and then tonight and the drive home. If he finds out...”

She pointed at both of them. “We’re all going to die and you’re both to blame.”

With that, she turned and stalked out of the room. But being away from the scene of the crime didn’t help at all. She simply couldn’t wrap her mind around what she’d seen.

Ellen managed to stumble back to her room where she stood by the bed, trying to figure out her next step. Keith was going to be furious and she couldn’t blame him. She totally understood that, but what really got to her was the fact that she was going to have to tell him.

Just thinking about that made her stomach get all flippy and the need to throw up returned. She took several deep breaths to calm herself, which didn’t work at all.

Someone knocked on her door. She pulled it open and glared at Lissa.

“How could you?”

Lissa stepped inside and waited for Ellen to close the door.

“It’s not what you think.”

“You’re not having sex with Luka? Oh, please. I saw you and him. I’m going to have nightmares about it for weeks. I can’t unsee it. So he tells you he loves you and you fall into bed with him?”

Lissa crossed her arms over her chest. “I didn’t fall into bed with him. I’ve liked him for a while but I didn’t think he liked me. He told me in San Diego and we’ve been hanging out ever since.”

“You’re not hanging out. You’re having sex! Sex that I know about, so I’m going to have to say something. Imagine how well that’s going to go.”

Lissa touched Ellen’s arm. “You can’t tell him. Not while we’re on the trip. He’ll freak out and we’re all trapped together. Please. He won’t be able to handle it and he’ll get mad at Luka.” Her brown eyes pleaded. “As soon as we get back to Willowbrook, I’ll tell him. I swear.”

“I’m not sure your word is worth anything.”

“I didn’t lie before. I wasn’t sleeping with anyone.”

“No, but you wanted to.”

Lissa groaned. “That’s not against the rules. Haven’t you ever wanted someone?”

Not a question Ellen was going to answer. She turned away and pressed a hand to her stomach. No way she would be eating breakfast this morning, or maybe ever.

“I don’t like keeping secrets from your father,” she said, knowing in her very upset gut that Lissa was right about not telling Keith while they were on the trip. He wouldn’t take the news well and the trip would be ruined for everyone. “I don’t like any of this.”

“I’m not happy, either,” Lissa grumbled.

Ellen put her hands on her hips. “Guess how much that matters right now.”