Nate’s POV
I’ve been sitting outside Will’s dorm room for at least an hour before he finally returns. When he does, he looks, well… like hell.
Not that any of us are looking great right about now.
“Tell me how you knew,” I say to him.
He hesitates with his hand inches from the doorknob, then, reluctantly, sits down next to me. “I did what we talked about, Nate. I spied.”
“On who? On Silas?”
“Yeah. Him and Liam. Rachel was there, too, though. They told her what they wanted her to do, and she agreed.”
“Just like that?” I don’t want to believe it. “She said she’d brainwash her fellow students?”
“Are you really that surprised? She was an influencing officer for the Deviant Society a few weeks ago, and now she’s flip-flopped. Didn’t know you were dating a double-agent?”
I could hit
