Game over.
I glance at Logan, already knowing the answer before he even opens his mouth.
“Oh no,” I mutter under my breath, a mix of exasperation and amusement swirling in my chest.
“You’re not serious,” Logan says slowly, sitting up straighter, though there’s a glint of amusement in his eyes that betrays his controlled facade.
“Oh, we are completely serious,” Connor says, snapping his notebook closed with the kind of finality that is both ridiculous and terrifying at the same time, “and if you fail, there will be consequences.”