“I know you have been pretending since the day you arrived,” Elder Marcus said, his eyes fixed on mine. “You came here claiming to be a witness to an attack that you orchestrated.”
My body went still. My mouth parted slightly as I stared at him.
How?
This was supposed to be buried. Only Alexa, Rizzo, and I knew the truth. If someone else knew, it meant we had been watched. Followed. Exposed.
Impossible.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, forcing confusion into my voice.
“Do not insult me by pretending,” he replied calmly. “Alexa told me everything.” He paused deliberately. “Every single detail.”
My heart skipped.
“Alexa?” I whispered.
“Yes,” Marcus said, studying my reaction. “Unless you two had some sort of arrangement.”
My mind raced. That traitor. After everythi
