Aria's POV
If there's one thing I've learned from watching too many heirs get eliminated, it's that sitting around waiting to become the next victim is a terrible survival strategy. So instead of spending the evening having a quiet panic attack like a normal person, I decided to do something monumentally stupid.
I was going to investigate Lander.
The plan, if you could call it that, was simple: follow him, see where he goes, figure out what he's really up to, and hopefully avoid getting caught in the process. Easy, right? What could possibly go wrong?
Everything. Everything could go wrong.
But I was doing it anyway, because apparently my sense of self-preservation had taken a vacation.
I waited until after dinner, when the common areas started emptying out. Lander had left the dining
