Mara Bell’s POVI call my mother’s number eleven times.Eleven times, straight to voicemail, her old recorded voice telling me to leave a message like nothing’s wrong, like some stranger didn’t just answer her phone and tell me she’s been lying to me my whole life.By the twelfth call, my hands are shaking too hard to hold the phone steady. I went to meet Rhett. I didn’t think about it, I didn’t even debate it, I just go, because right now he’s the only person who knows enough of the truth to actually help me.He did not ask questions when he sees my face. He just grabs his jacket and says, “Come with me.”He takes me to a part of the athletic building I didn’t even know existed, a security office tucked behind the equipment rooms, screens covering every wall, all of it under Veylor family control since apparently his family funds half this university’s protection systems.“Pull up anything connected to Mara Bell,” Rhett tells the tech running the room, and the guy’s fingers move fas
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