"That's the part that didn't make sense. Why have this whole elaborate set up for snuff films distributed over the Internet? The economics of it just didn't add up." Trevoro's expression hardened.
“Until you told me about the charts, the percentages, the numbers you found in Logan's office. That's when I finally put it together."
"Put what together?" Allixon asked.
“What does it mean?" Then she realized what it all meant. "Oh my god."
Trevoro nodded.
Clarice looked back and forth between them.
"Well I don't get it. What are you two talking about. Charts? Percentages?"
Allixon hadn't thought she could feel any sicker. But she'd been wrong. It was A Most Dangerous Game on steroids. It was unthinkable.
"Clarice, it's more than just making the reality show and charging sickos to str
