Prologue He rushed to catch up to the others, but the ground was uneven, and he kept tripping. They’d almost been to the house when someone had realized they’d forgotten the EMF meter. They’d all forgotten it, but, of course, Kyle sent him back to the car to get it. It sucked being the youngest, even if it was only by a few months. Kyle liked to think he was the leader of their group. Technically, he was the club president, but only because the school required they have officers in order to be recognized. Kyle was the bossiest, but they all liked to order him around.
Josh Aterovis 