LOGINNobody said anything for a second. Then Julian let out a long breath and leaned his head back against the couch."He asked if you were alone and didn't think twice when you said yes," Julian said. "He just believed you.""Because he thinks he knows me." I set my phone down. "He thinks I'm too scared to do anything he doesn't tell me to do.""And that's what's going to keep you safe."Edris came over and sat on the coffee table across from me, close enough that our knees almost touched. "Listen to me, Juliana. From now on, you have to be exactly who you were yesterday. Same voice, same questions. If you're nervous around me, stay nervous. If you've been angry, stay angry.""That part won't be hard," I said.One corner of his mouth moved. It wasn't quite a smile. "Good. I mean it, though. You can't pull back from Diggory, and you can't suddenly get quiet or cold with him. If he feels you slipping, he'll start wondering why.""What if he asks something I don't know how to answer?""Then
"Where are you right now?" Diggory asked. "It sounds quiet."My eyes went straight to Edris. He lifted one hand, palm down, a small, easy motion, and I forced my shoulders to drop.“At the coffee shop near the old bookstore,” I said. “I couldn’t stay at home. I just needed to get out for a bit.”“You’re there alone?”“Yeah. I wanted somewhere Edris wouldn’t think to look for me.”“Good. Stay there for now. Don’t go back to the house yet.”I heard him take a breath on the other end. There was a short pause before he spoke again.“Did you find anything else? Maybe in his study or on his phone? Anything that seemed strange?”Julian was staring at the phone in my hand as if it might bite. I turned toward the window so I couldn't see either of their faces. It was easier to lie that way."No. Edris locks everything." I let my voice go thin. "I still don't trust him, Diggory. Every time he comes near me, I think about Julian. I think about what he did to him, and I can't stop picturing it."
“The land Grandpa left us,” Julian said. “I don't mean the house. I mean everything around it. The lots too.”I frowned. “Wait! The property by the river? The same property Dad always said was basically worthless. But Nobody has used it in years.”Julian leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “That’s what I needed people to believe. A development is going up on the east side. Roads, utilities, all of it approved. Once they finish building it, the land goes from almost nothing to more than any of us would see in ten lifetimes.""And Diggory knew.""He knew before anyone. He's been buying up the parcels around ours quietly, through other names." Julian looked at his hands. "Ours is the last piece he needs. Without it, the whole thing stalls.""Okay, but it's ours. Yours and mine." I shook my head. "What does he need me for? You were the one he was pressuring.""Because it isn't only mine, Jules. Grandpa split it between us. Half for you and half for me."I stared at him. "I n
Julian didn’t answer me immediately. He looked down at his hands, then glanced at Edris. The two of them exchanged a look, and I got the feeling they had talked about all of this before, more than once. I just hadn’t been part of those conversations."Because I couldn't," he said finally. "I wanted to. I swear to you, Jules, there were nights I sat at that window with my phone in my hand and your number on the screen.""Then why didn't you call?""Because if I had, you'd be dead too."I stared at him. "What?""I was already in trouble before the crash." He rubbed his face with both hands. "Months before. I found something in the company files, some transfers that didn't make sense, and when I followed them, they all led back to one person.""Who?"Julian hesitated. He glanced at Edris again, and Edris gave a small nod."Diggory."The name hit me so strangely that I almost laughed. "Diggory?""Yes.""Diggory Moretti? The same Diggory who's been helping me?" I shook my head. "No. That d
I said his name. It came out as barely a breath, so I said it again, louder, in case he hadn't heard me."Julian? Oh, my God! Julian.”"Yeah." He gave a small, shaky laugh and wiped his face with the back of his hand. "Yeah, Jules. It's me."I couldn't move my feet. Edris let go of my arm, and I stood there on my own, staring at the man in the doorway like he might be something my mind had made up. I had seen him in dreams before. In the dreams, he always disappeared the second I got close."You're dead," I said. "We… I had a funeral.""I know, Jules.”“I stood there. I watched Julian… I…” I pressed my hand over my mouth. “I stood there, Julian. I swear, I was there.”"I know. I'm so sorry."He took a step toward me, and his leg buckled a little. He grabbed the doorframe again. That was what finally got me moving. I crossed the hallway in a few steps and stopped right in front of him, close enough to see the scar along his jaw. Up close, it was pink and new.I reached up and touched h
I read the message again, then once more, even though I already knew what it said. I dropped my phone onto the seat and looked at the house. The front door was still closed. I could turn on the car and drive away. By the time Edris came outside, I could already be at the end of the street. That was probably the smarter thing to do. Diggory had told me to act normal and keep my distance until we knew more, and having Edris follow me was anything but normal.I didn't start the car. I kept thinking about his face in the kitchen and how close he had come to saying something. “I'm ready to tell you everything.” I wanted to know what that meant. I hated that I wanted to find out. The front door opened, and Edris came out with his keys in his hand. He had pulled on a jacket over the same wrinkled T-shirt, and his hair looked like he'd run his hands through it a dozen times. He walked straight to my window and knocked once on the glass.I lowered it about two inches. "I got your messages."
I left Edris’s office pretending I was fine, but I wasn’t, not even close.His phone call and that slight change in his expression kept bothering my mind, that wasn’t normal.Nothing about Edris Veltri was normal.We were walking down the hallway when I slowed my steps.“Excuse me.”Edris stopped a
I stood there, staring at the spot where Edris had been a few seconds ago.I was so confused, angry, and frustrated.What the hell was wrong with that man?I had literally stabbed him yesterday, yet somehow I was the one feeling unsettled.I glanced at the breakfast on the table.The eggs, the toas
Edris wrapped his hand around the handle and pulled it out, then said to me,“Finished? If that was enough to make you feel better, then do it again.”Before I could try stabbing him again, something strong hit the back of my head, and I passed out on the floor.The next morning, I woke up expectin
“One, two, three.”The camera flashed again, and another round of applause followed almost immediately. I kept the smile on my face even though my cheeks already hurt from forcing it for hours. Around us, guests moved through the grand ballroom laughing, drinking expensive champagne, and celebratin







