“Who’s the chick?” Landon asked, staring at Maddie, who Imani had basically brought over to his place after school.
Imani ushered Maddie into the basement and toward the stained couch, near Jace and Allie. They all had gotten here about five minutes ago and were waiting for Nicole to show because she apparently had information about her father and other Redwood rich that we could use against them.
information “We didn’t invite her.”
Imani crossed her arms. “Well, I did.”
“It’s okay. I can go,” Maddie whispered, glancing nervously at us. “I wanted to thank you for what you did to Principal Vaughn. He—”
“What’d we do?” I asked from the other couch, drawing my finger against the muzzle of my gun and looking from her to Imani, desperately trying to figure out a way to get her alone. I nee
