ZANE
“Really?” I muttered, lifting my hands slowly. “Is this how we’re doing it now?”
Matt’s face was carved from stone. “I can’t believe you, Zane. I knew you were reckless, but this? Rape? Really? I can’t believe you’d do that.”
The words hit me like a punch to the ribs. “What the hell are you talking about?”
The words hit me like a punch to the gut. This better not be… “what the hell are you talking about?”
He shoved a flash drive into a small projector. A shaky video lit up the side of a van. The figure on screen was wearing my cut and my mask. The girl’s muffled cries bled through the static and my stomach churned… not from anger, but from fury.
“That’s not me,” I snapped. “I didn’t f*****g touch anyone.”
Matt’s lip curled. “But it looks like you.”
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