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Westbridge University looked nothing like the pictures.
Sienna stared out of the taxi window as they drove through the campus gates.
The pictures online had shown neat buildings, green lawns, students laughing beneath trees.
The real Westbridge looked like someone had taken all those things and thrown them into one crowded place.
Students were everywhere.
Some were rushing to class. Some were sitting on the grass with laptops open. A group of guys were arguing over something near a food truck, while two girls walked past wearing basketball jerseys with the same name printed across the back.
CALLAHAN.
Sienna frowned.
She had seen that name about twenty times since entering the town.
“Is he the mayor?” she asked.
The taxi driver glanced at her through the mirror.
“Who?”
“Callahan.”
The man laughed.
“No. Basketball player.”
“Oh.”
That explained nothing.
The taxi stopped near the main entrance.
“We're here.”
Sienna looked at the fare.
Then at the driver.
Then back at the fare.
“That can't be right.”
“It is.”
“You're charging me that much just to bring me from the gate?”
“You've been in the car for twenty minutes.”
“Exactly. Twenty minutes. Not twenty years.”
The driver laughed.
Sienna sighed and handed him the money.
“Fine. But if I become broke on my first day, I'm blaming you.”
“Good luck, kid.”
She opened the door.
“I'm not a kid.”
“You'll survive.”
The taxi pulled away.
Sienna looked at her two suitcases.
One was missing a wheel.
The other was making a strange clicking sound.
She looked up at the university.
“Don't embarrass me.”
The suitcase tipped over.
She stared at it.
“I'm talking to you.”
A student passing by laughed.
Sienna pointed at the suitcase.
“It started it.”
The student laughed harder.
Great.
Ten minutes in Westbridge and she'd already become entertainment.
She grabbed the suitcase and started walking.
Then she realized she had no idea where she was going.
She pulled out her phone.
No signal.
“Of course.”
She looked around.
A huge brick building stood ahead of her.
She checked the campus map she'd downloaded earlier.
“Main Hall... library... student center... Maple Hall.”
She looked up.
Nothing matched.
“Who designed this place?”
“Someone who hated students.”
Sienna jumped.
A girl standing beside her was holding a coffee.
“You scared me.”
“Sorry.”
“You just appeared.”
“I've been standing here for a minute.”
“Oh.”
Sienna looked at her map.
“Do you know where Maple Hall is?”
The girl pointed behind her.
“Across the fountain, past the library.”
“Which library?”
“The library.”
“There are three.”
The girl paused.
“You're new.”
“Very.”
“First day?”
“Unfortunately.”
The girl laughed.
“I'm Maya.”
“Sienna.”
Maya looked at the broken suitcase.
“Do you need help?”
Sienna looked at it.
“I need a new life.”
Maya laughed.
“Come on. I'll show you.”
They started walking together.
“So, what are you studying?” Maya asked.
“Business.”
“Nice. You look like a business major.”
Sienna looked down at her oversized hoodie and sneakers.
“Really?”
“No.”
Sienna laughed.
“I was going to say.”
They reached the fountain.
A crowd had gathered near the basketball court.
Maya stopped.
“Wait.”
“What?”
“Practice.”
Sienna followed her gaze.
A group of basketball players were running drills.
One player stood out immediately.
Tall.
Confident.
Annoyingly handsome.
He caught the ball, took a shot, and scored without breaking stride.
The crowd around the court cheered.
Maya smiled.
“That's Jace.”
Sienna looked at her.
“Who?”
Maya stared.
“You're joking.”
“No.”
“Jace Callahan.”
Sienna shrugged.
“Okay.”
“That's the guy I was talking about.”
“The mayor?”
Maya burst out laughing.
“No! The basketball player.”
“Oh.”
Sienna looked back at the court.
Jace had just scored again.
A girl beside Maya sighed.
“He's so hot.”
Sienna nodded thoughtfully.
“His shooting technique is nice.”
Maya turned to her.
“His face is what you're supposed to be looking at.”
“I have eyes.”
“Apparently not.”
Before Sienna could answer, a basketball came flying over the fence.
It hit her suitcase.
The suitcase tipped over.
Sienna slowly looked down.
Then toward the court.
A guy jogged toward her.
He stopped when he saw the suitcase.
“Sorry.”
Sienna pointed at it.
“You killed it.”
He laughed.
“It was already broken.”
“It had dreams.”
He looked at her for a second.
Then smiled.
“Are you always like this?”
“Like what?”
“Dramatic.”
“I prefer passionate.”
He laughed.
Sienna recognized him from the court.
Not Jace.
Another player.
He picked up the ball.
“I'm Tyler.”
“Sienna.”
“You're new.”
“Is everyone here going to keep saying that?”
“Pretty much.”
He nodded toward the building behind her.
“Maple Hall is that way.”
Sienna narrowed her eyes.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Because someone already sent me in the wrong direction.”
“Who?”
“A girl with coffee.”
Tyler laughed.
“Maya?”
Sienna turned.
Maya was already walking away.
“Maya!”
Maya waved.
“See you later!”
Sienna stared after her.
“Traitor.”
Tyler laughed again.
“You'll get used to her.”
“I don't think I want to.”
She grabbed her suitcase.
Tyler took it from her.
“I'll carry it.”
“I can do it.”
“I know.”
He started walking.
Sienna followed.
“Where are you going?”
“To show you the way.”
“I thought you had practice.”
“I do.”
“Then why are you helping me?”
Tyler shrugged.
“You looked lost.”
“I wasn't lost.”
“You were arguing with a suitcase.”
“It knows what it did.”
He shook his head.
“You're definitely going to fit in here.”
Sienna smiled.
Maybe Westbridge wouldn't be so bad.
That evening, after she'd unpacked half her clothes and argued with Maya about which side of the room belonged to whom, Sienna finally lay down.
Her phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
She stared at the screen.
You made it.
Her smile disappeared.
Another message came.
Don't trust anyone.
Sienna sat up slowly.
Maya was in the shower.
She looked at the message again.
Then typed:
Who is this?
Three dots appeared.
Disappeared.
Then appeared again.
Finally, another message came through.
You'll know soon enough.
Sienna's stomach tightened.
She deleted the messages.
Then she looked toward the bathroom door.
The shower was still running.
She put her phone face down.
For several seconds, she sat completely still.
Then she smiled.
Not the silly smile she'd worn all day.
A different one.
Calm.
Controlled.
Almost amused.
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Let's play.”
She didn't sleep.Not even for ten minutes.She sat on the edge of her bed with the pendant in her palm, turning it over and over until the metal warmed against her skin.Ethan hadn't stolen the money.The security guard had said it.And if that was true, then everything Sienna had believed for three years had been built on a lie.Her phone buzzed.She looked at the screen.No message.Just the time.3:17 a.m.Sienna stared at the numbers.That was the time written on the old photograph.The same time from the video.Her stomach tightened.Then her phone buzzed again.Unknown number.Ask him what happened at 3:17.She stared at the message.“Enough.”She threw the phone onto the bed.It buzzed again.You wanted the truth.Another message.Start with Jace.Sienna picked up the phone.Her fingers hovered over the screen.She wanted to ignore it.She couldn't.She typed:Who are you?The reply came immediately.Someone who remembers what you don't.Sienna frowned.Before she could answer
Sienna couldn't move.The figure stood at the end of the hallway, half-hidden beneath the weak yellow light.She knew that voice.She had heard it once before.Three years ago.On a night she had spent years trying to forget.“Ethan?”The man didn't answer.Her heart slammed against her ribs.She took one cautious step forward.“Ethan?”This time, the figure moved.Not toward her.Away.Sienna's eyes widened.“Wait!”She ran.The man disappeared around the corner.“Hey!”Sienna chased him down the hallway, her shoes slapping against the floor.She turned the corner.Nothing.No footsteps.No open door.No one.Her breathing became ragged.“This isn't funny.”She looked around frantically.Then she noticed a door at the end of the corridor.It was slightly open.Sienna rushed toward it.She pushed it open.Empty.Just an old storage room filled with broken chairs and dusty boxes.Her heart sank.“No…”She searched the room anyway.Nothing.Then she saw something on the floor.A silver
For several seconds, nobody moved.Jace stood under the emergency lights, the small black flash drive between his fingers.FOR SIENNA ONLY.Sienna stared at it.Her mouth had gone completely dry.“That's…” She swallowed. “That's weird.”Jace looked at her.“Very.”“Maybe it's not mine.”“Your name is on it.”“Lots of people are named Sienna.”He raised an eyebrow.“Not at Westbridge.”She opened her mouth.Closed it.Damn.Jace held the flash drive toward her.“Take it.”She didn't.“Why?”“Because apparently it's for you.”“That doesn't mean I should touch mysterious objects found after someone breaks into a building.”“Five minutes ago, you were following a mysterious person through a dark hallway.”“That was different.”“How?”“I was curious.”“And now?”“I'm developing wisdom.”Despite everything, Jace laughed.It lasted only a second.Then his expression became serious again.“Sienna.”She looked at him.“Are you scared?”She wanted to say no.Instead, she nodded.“A little.”Jac
The old equipment room smelled like dust, sweat, and something that had been left to rot.Sienna stood in the doorway and wrinkled her nose.“Why does every suspicious place smell like this?”Jace glanced at her.“Because suspicious places aren't known for good housekeeping.”“This is disgusting.”“You're the one who wanted to come.”“I wanted answers. I didn't realize answers came with mold.”Jace almost smiled.Almost.He was too tense.The equipment room had been locked when they arrived, but the broken latch hung from the door like someone had ripped it apart.Inside, old basketballs sat in wire baskets. Boxes were stacked against the walls. Dust covered almost everything.Almost.Sienna noticed the floor immediately.There were fresh footprints near the back shelves.She crouched.“Jace.”He followed her gaze.“Those weren't here before.”“You're sure?”“No.”He raised an eyebrow.She shrugged.“I've never been here before.”“Then how do you know?”“Because they're fresh.”He loo
Sienna spent most of Saturday morning staring at the photographIt was becoming a problemShe had placed it on her deskThen moved it to her bedThen put it inside a drawerThen taken it back out againNow it was sitting beside her breakfast, and she was glaring at it like it had personally offended herMaya walked into the room, took one look at her, and stopped“Are you fighting with a picture?“No.“You've been staring at that thing since I woke up.“I'm thinking.Maya dropped onto the bed“That usually doesn't end well for you.“Thank you for your support.“Anytime.Sienna picked up the photograph“Do you know anything about Jace's old team?Maya's expression changed“A little.“How much is a little?“Enough to know you shouldn't be asking me while looking like you're about to investigate a murder.Sienna frowned“I'm not investigating a murder.“Good.“I'm investigating a basketball scandal.Maya stared at her“That is somehow worse.Sienna laughed despite herselfThen her phone
By Friday morning, Sienna had developed a new survival strategy.Avoid Jace.It was simple.It was sensible.It was also completely useless.Because apparently Jace had developed his own strategy.Find Sienna.Everywhere.She saw him outside the cafeteria.Then near the library.Then outside her afternoon class.By the third time, she stopped walking.“Are you stalking me?”Jace, who was holding two coffees, looked offended.“I'm being friendly.”“You've been friendly six times today.”“Seven.”She stared at him.“Seven?”“You forgot breakfast.”“I didn't forget breakfast.”“You said you weren't hungry.”“That is not the same thing.”He handed her a coffee.She took it despite herself.“What is this?”“Vanilla.”“You remembered?”“I remember things.”She narrowed her eyes.“That sounds suspicious.”“What?”“You're becoming thoughtful.”“Should I stop?”She took a sip.“No.”He smiled.“I knew it.”“You're still annoying.”“I can live with that.”They continued walking.Sienna glanced







