Harper’s POV
Everyone stopped what they were doing to gather around the board I’d created. I just finished working through the last section of my ongoing theory before stepping back with a wickedly proud smile painted across my face.
“Harper? What is all this?” Lucas asked, gesturing to all the manic scribbles I had written across the whiteboard.
“During our last encounter, Calix mentioned something that really stuck with me,” I explained. “He said that ‘we’re not like other people’ and that he and I were ‘the same’.”
Immediately, Lucas and the others tried to argue that such remarks weren’t remotely true. I swiftly held up my hand to silence their growing agitation.
“I know none of what he was saying was true in terms of personality and self-interest,” I said. “However, what I so
