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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. LABOR DAY, 3:17 A.M.
  4. FOURTEEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
  5. CHAPTER 2
  6. CHAPTER 3
  7. LABOR DAY, 3:19 A.M.
  8. FOURTEEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
  9. CHAPTER 5
  10. CHAPTER 6
  11. CHARLOTTE AND LIVSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  12. CHAPTER 7
  13. CHAPTER 8
  14. LABOR DAY, 3:22 A.M.
  15. THIRTEEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
  16. CHAPTER 10
  17. CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  18. CHAPTER 11
  19. LABOR DAY, 3:23 A.M.
  20. ELEVEN WEEKS(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER
  21. CHAPTER 13
  22. CHAPTER 14
  23. CHAPTER 15
  24. LABOR DAY, 3:25 A.M.
  25. TEN WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
  26. LABOR DAY, 3:25 A.M.
  27. TEN WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
  28. CHAPTER 18
  29. CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  30. CHAPTER 19
  31. CHAPTER 20
  32. CHAPTER 21
  33. CHAPTER 22
  34. CHAPTER 23
  35. LABOR DAY, 3:26 A.M.
  36. EIGHT WEEKS(AND SIX DAYS) EARLIER
  37. CHAPTER 25
  38. CHAPTER 26
  39. CHAPTER 27
  40. CHAPTER 28
  41. CHAPTER 29
  42. CHAPTER 30
  43. CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  44. CHAPTER 31
  45. CHAPTER 32
  46. CHARLOTTE, LIV, AND JULIASUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  47. CHAPTER 33
  48. CHAPTER 34
  49. CHAPTER 35
  50. CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,THE INTERLOPER, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  51. CHAPTER 36
  52. CHAPTER 37
  53. LABOR DAY, 3:28 AM
  54. SIX WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
  55. CHAPTER 39
  56. CHAPTER 40
  57. CHAPTER 41
  58. LABOR DAY, 3:35 A.M.
  59. SIX WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
  60. LABOR DAY, 3:36 AM
  61. FOUR WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
  62. CHAPTER 44
  63. CHAPTER 45
  64. CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,THE INTERLOPER, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  65. CHAPTER 46
  66. LABOR DAY, 3:38
  67. FOUR WEEKS(AND TWO DAYS) EARLIER
  68. LABOR DAY, 3:45
  69. THREE DAYS EARLIER
  70. CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,THE INTERLOPER, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  71. CHAPTER 49
  72. CHAPTER 50
  73. LABOR DAY, 3:47 A.M.
  74. TWELVE HOURS EARLIER
  75. CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA,TRINA, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  76. CHAPTER 52
  77. CHAPTER 53
  78. CHARLOTTE, LIV, JULIA, AND THE BOYSSUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  79. CHAPTER 54
  80. CHAPTER 55
  81. CHAPTER 56
  82. KACISUMMER BEFORE SENIOR YEARTWENTY-FIVE YEARS EARLIER
  83. CHAPTER 57
  84. CHAPTER 58
  85. CHAPTER 59
  86. CHAPTER 60
  87. FOUR MONTHS LATER . . .
  88. CHAPTER 62
  89. CHAPTER 63
  90. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  91. Discover More
  92. About the Author
  93. BY JENNIFER LYNN BARNES
  94. A Sneak Peek of "The Inheritance Games"
  95. CHAPTER 1

“Call a car,” I advised him. “Or get a ride.”

The second he turned to face me, I knew that drawing his attention my way had been a mistake. He reached out, brushed the hair out of my face. I tried to step back, but his sweaty palm settled on my neck, holding me close.

“Hands to yourself.” Victoria surprised me. Her voice was steel. Not pleasant—not even pretending. “Ask before you touch. Got it?”

Frat Boy ignored her. “What’s your name?” he asked, his grip on my neck tightening as he brought his mouth closer to mine. I could feel his breath on my face.

I could smell it.

“Ask before you touch,” I said lowly, “is a very good rule.”

He was probably expecting me to push him away, but I didn’t grow up at The Holler without learning to use expectations—not to mention momentum—to my advantage. As he leaned closer still, I hooked my ankle through a barstool, jerked it between us, grabbed his arm, and pulled.

Two seconds later, Frat Boy was sprawled on his stomach, and my heel was digging into his back.

“Nice,” Victoria told me appreciatively. I felt and heard Nick leaping over the bar but didn’t turn to look at him as he came to my side.

Let him wonder what the hell had just happened.

Let him remember that I wasn’t just some poor little rich girl.

I applied a tad more pressure to the drunken a-hole beneath my foot and offered Victoria a smile. “I try.”

LABOR DAY, 3:22 A.M.

“Sawyer? I think I can feel my shoulder.”

“Can you feel your hands?”

“No.”

“What about your legs?”

“No.”

“Can you move?”

“Let me check… Also no.”

“Then what good could it possibly do us that you now have feeling in your shoulder?”

“I don’t know, Sawyer. But I think I hear someone coming, and you’re the one in charge of coming up with plans.”

THIRTEEN WEEKS
(AND THREE DAYS) EARLIER

CHAPTER 9

The Friday after Memorial Day was marked by the end of forty-eight hours of record-breaking summer storms, mildly less tension on Aunt Olivia’s part as she packed for another weekend trip to the lake, and a cryptic text that Lily and I received at the exact same time.

@) - -‘ - , - - -

It took me several seconds to realize that if you held the phone sideways, the image resembled a rose. The text that arrived on the rose’s heel was more immediately recognizable.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~8<

A snake. Together, the two symbols left very little doubt about who the messages—and a third text that followed from the same blocked number—were from.

Falling Springs. 2:30 a.m. Tonight.

“What’s Falling Springs?” I asked Lily.