LOGINPOV - SCARLETT“You should go to school, Scarlett.”Jaxon said it for the tenth time. He was standing in the doorway of the living room, leaning on his cane. He looked tired. We all were.“No,” I said. My voice was flat. I was curled on the big sofa, staring at the blank TV screen. I hadn’t changed out of my pajamas. “Of course not. How can I go to school?”“Life has to go on,” Jaxon said, sounding like a tired parent. “Sitting here worrying won’t help him. It won’t change anything.”I turned my head and looked at him. “He’s in jail, Jaxon. Jail. Don’t tell me about life going on. My life is in a jail cell right now.” The words came out hot and mean. “Just get the fuck out and leave me alone.”I saw him flinch a little, but he didn’t leave. He just sighed. “He wouldn’t want you to stop everything. He told me to make sure you were okay.”“Well I’m not okay!” I shouted, throwing my hands up. “Nothing is okay! He’s been gone for two days! Two days! What are they doing to him in there? Wh
POV - KELSEYNothing is happening. Nothing at all. It’s so boring I could scream.Those two—Scarlett and Ayden—haven’t been in school for a whole day. Not one class. The halls are quiet. There’s no one to watch. No one to gossip about. It’s dead.I’ve been filling my boring moments by watching that video. The one those girls sent me from that night at the cafe. I watch it over and over. I see them laughing. I see her up on his shoulders, her hair flying, acting like she owns him. I see them winning that stupid game. Then I see the door open. I see him walk in. The hot, older man in the suit. I see his face, all dark and angry. I see her smile die. I see him grab her and carry her out like a sack of potatoes. I watch it until my phone gets hot.That bitch. She ruins everything. She takes Ayden’s attention. She gets carried off by a guy who looks like a movie star. And now she’s just… gone. Leaving me here with nothing.I need to teach her a lesson. A long one. A final one. Something th
POV - JACK COLE This stupid, shoddy crutch! It was too short, and the grip was slick. I stumbled and cursed under my breath, hobbling down the bright, hallway of the police station. Every step sent a bolt of fire up my leg from the cast. But the physical pain was nothing. The anger was bigger. It was a red wave filling my head. I was the Mayor! I had been attacked! And they were treating me like a nuisance. I shoved roughly past two young policemen who were standing by a door, chatting. They jumped back, surprised. "Hey! Sir, you can't just barge through here—" one of them started, putting a hand out. "Out of my way!" I barked, not even slowing down or looking at his face. "Do you know who I am? I'm the Mayor! Where is he? Where are you keeping the man who tried to kill me?" Only one man in this whole building could handle me right now. Police Chief Miller. He saw me storming toward him, my face surely purple with rage, and his own face went tight and tense. He stepped forward, p
POV - SCARLETT Victor was arrested. The words echoed in my head like a bell. I watched the police cars drive away through the big iron gates. The gates swung shut with a heavy clang that felt like it locked me in, not out. The men who worked for Victor were still standing in the driveway, looking lost and quiet, not sure what to do now. Jaxon turned toward me. He opened his mouth, probably to tell me what we should do now that Victor had put him "in charge." I didn't wait to hear it. I couldn't stand there doing nothing. I turned and ran. My feet pounded up the grand, curving staircase, taking the steps two at a time. My heart was beating so fast and hard it felt like it would jump out of my chest. I slammed into my bedroom, the door banging against the wall. I dove for my nightstand and grabbed my phone from its charging port. My hands were shaking so badly I almost fumbled it onto the floor. I had to tell someone. I had to do something, anything. Ayden. He would know the truth
POV - JAXON I watched from the front steps, my knuckles white where I gripped the handle of my cane. The morning air was so still and quiet you could hear a single leaf drop from a tree. All the police gun muzzles were like black, unblinking eyes staring at Victor. Captain Miller held up the paper higher. It fluttered in his hand. "We're here on the Mayor's direct orders, Blackwood. Mayor Jack Cole. The man you tried to murder yesterday in that car crash." I saw Scarlett flinch hard beside me. She knew about the crash from the news, but hearing it said out loud like that, as a cold fact by a police captain, was different. It made it real. Victor didn't even look surprised. His face was a perfect mask of cool calm. He didn't get angry. He didn't shout that it was a lie. He just tilted his head a little, like he was curious. "Attempted murder," Victor repeated slowly, like he was tasting the words on his tongue. "A very serious charge. For a man who was miles away at the time, tend
POV - JAXON The morning air was cool and fresh. It was a quiet time, before the day got busy. I was outside by the big main gate, doing my usual morning job. My job was simple but important. I checked the guns. I picked up each pistol and looked it over. I made sure each one was clean and worked right. Then I checked the boxes of bullets. I counted them. I made sure no bullets were missing. It was a boring job, but it made me feel useful since the accident. I was holding a pistol, turning it over in my hands, checking the barrel, when I heard the sound. A terrible, screaming sound. Sirens. Not just one or two. Many of them. Coming closer very fast. Getting louder and louder with every second. I looked up from the gun in my hands. All the men standing around me with me froze solid. Nobody moved a muscle. We all turned our heads at the same time and looked at the big, black iron gates. Three police cars, with bright flashing red and blue lights on top, pulled up outside on the stree







