The rush from the live interview was still running through me when I got back to the dorm, but Zoe’s face wiped out any sense of victory.
“Maya, we need to talk.” She was sitting on her bed, laptop open, looking pale. “That interview was amazing, but… how did you know all that about Victoria? The blogger, the leaked info, the way she coordinated everything?”
I sat down hard, the weight of what I’d just done pressing on me. “Honestly? Most of it was educated guessing… and hoping I was right
“Most of it?”
I pulled out my phone and opened a folder I’d been building for weeks. “But not all of it. Zoe, someone’s been helping me. Someone who knows things they shouldn’t know.”
It had started three days after the scandal broke. I’d been in the library, hiding in the back corner with my econom
