I agreed to Claire’s “bad idea.”
When I asked Claire if we should tell the other key player, Javier, about our plan, Claire patted my shoulder and said, “Then wouldn’t we have to split the bonus with one more person? Oh, but… if your acting skills are good enough to fool Evans by the end of the semester... friendships can always be repaired, right?”
What a joke. I’d never risk a friendship for something like that. I was definitely going to tell Javier. Besides, a two-person play is always better than a solo act.
But before I even had the chance to share the “$1,000 plan” with Javier, I got a taste of Wolfe’s influence at Rosewood.
The next morning, from the moment I stepped out of my dorm room, I felt countless eyes on me, as if their owners had been waiting for me all along. They star
