Someone was watching me. I knew it before I saw the photograph. The arena was supposed to be empty. The doors had been locked, the lights were mostly off, and everyone on the team had already gone home. Yet as I stood on the court with Rhett Calloway, a strange pressure settled over me, the kind that made the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I turned toward the dark bleachers, but there was nothing there, only rows of empty seats disappearing into the shadows. Then my phone vibrated. I pulled it from my pocket, expecting another message from the team group chat, but what appeared on the screen made my stomach tighten. You should have listened to Calloway. Before I could process it, another message appeared. But now that he has told you, we have a problem. I looked at Rhett, and his face had gone completely still. “What did you tell them?” I demanded. “Nothing.” “Then how do they know I’m with you?” He didn’t answer, and that frightened me more than the message.I took a step toward
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