Elodie’s POV
I step forward, glancing at the row of identical chests, no way of telling what's inside any of them. I pick one at random, working the little latch open, and pull free a small scroll of parchment.
'Everett,' I read aloud, and across the group, Everett throws both arms up triumphantly, grinning.
'Excellent choice,' he says, sauntering over to stand beside Callie and me. ‘You’re lucky Elodie, You got yourself a dream team of a partner.'
Fallon moves on smoothly. 'Second place . . . Sicily, your turn!'
Sicily steps up nervously, opening her chest with slightly shaking fingers, unrolling the parchment. 'Alvaro,' she reads quietly, glancing up to find him already smiling warmly in her direction.
'Third place . . . Lena!'
Lena strides forward with her usual bravado, cracking
