Savannah
I pressed myself tighter against the hallway wall. Outside, Xavier’s voice mixed with Gregory’s.
“…monitor her closely…” Gregory’s low command slithered through the open window. “…her messages… her calls…”
Gregory’s voice, oily and self-assured, made my skin prickle. He thought he could corner me, trap me with Xavier’s misplaced trust. He actually thinks he’s the main villain in my story. Cute. He had no idea who he was dealing with.
A sliver of hope pushed through my anger: Dad. I prayed he’d managed to speak to my mother, that the tangled web of their past was beginning to unravel. The faster the truth spilled, the quicker I could turn Gregory’s world upside down. Let’s see that smug look on his face when Xavier finally realized Gregory knew I wasn’t Sasha all along and said
