Chapters (53)
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Epilogue
- Preview of Malice
- Preview of Incognito
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
“You did it,” she says, squeezing me back while moving us inside. “Quinn is dead!”
“She is?” I hold her at arm’s length.
“Yes! You’re a hero.” She takes my hands, practically jumping up and down. “It’s done. Heist complete. Everyone is in the van—Stewart, Sophia, Liam—”
Garrett? My chest swells with hope.
“It’s time to go. Is Garrett ready?”
I shake my head. “Garrett’s gone,” I whisper.
Her jaw drops. “What? But he just messaged Stewart your location.”
“He did?” Hope that he might be coming back blasts through me, but I know in my heart he’s not. “He must have done it from…wherever he is.” I shrug, unable to continue.
“No way. Garrett is a traitor?”
“No. He’s not a traitor. He just delivered the algorithm without me…” Tears sting my eyes, and I wipe them away with the back of my hand. Pull yourself together. “It was his heist. I guess he deserved to take the credit.”
“That dick. That’s so unfair!” Her cheeks flush, and she rolls her eyes. “Just like a guy.”
Grateful for her outrage, I smile. The day brightens, and I know exactly where I want to be.
“Thank you,” I say. “You have no idea how much your friendship means to me.” Gripping her hand, I hang on tight. “Let’s go. Take me home.”
After locking the treehouse behind us, we cross the suspension bridge and climb down the inside of the tree.
“You know what, Rayelle?” I say over my shoulder. “You deserve a ton of credit, too. We couldn’t have done this without you.”
“Well, I wouldn’t have wanted to do it without you.” Her voice floats up to me.
“Me neither. You or Garrett.” As soon as I say his name, something in my left pocket clangs against my leg. Reaching the bottom of the ladder, I hop down and pull out the key fob with the Keystone emblem etched into it.
Back at Keystone, I go straight to Allard’s cottage.
“Elisha.” She wraps me in a hug and pulls me inside as soon as she opens the door. “You did it. Congratulations.”
I push her away. “Why didn’t you tell me Crystal stole my Book of Secrets? I told her everything. She knew all along how I felt about Adam…I mean Nash…and he’s her son! I feel so stupid.”
Her smile falters. “You have every right to be upset.” She leads me to the couch. “I was going to tell you eventually. I’m sorry to have kept it from you. I just wanted you to get settled here. To make this home. And I thought knowing we were the ones who took your Book of Secrets might overwhelm you.”
“It would have,” I agree.