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Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise for Storm and Fury
  4. About the Author
  5. Booklist
  6. Dedication
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  50. Acknowledgments
  51. Excerpt from White Hot Kiss by Jennifer L. Armentrout

The clan leader wasn’t there, but Danika was standing behind the desk, palms resting on the glossy cherry-colored wood. In front of her were two large, nearly transparent sheets of paper, and propped along the desk were two more rolled-up papers.

Danika smiled at us, and I returned the gesture with a wave.

Because I was a dork.

“Guys, do I have something interesting for you.” Gideon crossed the room as Zayne closed the door behind us. “Something I wish we’d known before. That school that Layla went to? Heights on the Hill? It’s the missing piece.”

“What did you find?” Zayne asked as we reached the desk. I looked down, not able to make out what I was staring at.

“What our senator has been up to.” Gideon leaned over the desk. “But first, I’m looking into ways to break an angelic ward.” He coughed out a laugh. “That’s going to take some time, and I’m not sure it’s possible.” Gideon’s gaze met mine and then he glanced at Danika. “Never seen angelic writing before, so that’s cool. What’s not cool is this Harbinger having been in possession of angel blades and able to cast an angelic ward. The only beings out there I’d naturally assume could do that are an angel or someone with a whole lot of angel blood in them.”

Keeping my expression blank, I stared at the papers. I had no idea how to read angelic writing, but this other Trueborn—the Harbinger—could, and I could only assume that meant his angelic father had been way more hands-on than mine.

“What is all this?” Zayne gestured at the papers, shifting the topic smoothly.

“The top layer is Fisher’s building plans, which you found, and underneath that is the high school, which is the old layout I found in public records. As you can see, his plans fit within the footprint of the school.”

“I see it.” Zayne moved his finger over the outlines. “Same lines.”

“But that’s not all.” Danika reached for the rolled paper closest to her. “Gideon was able to get the remodeling plans for the school.”

“It was the name of the construction company,” he explained, lifting the top sheet and pulling the bottom one out. “I was able to hack into their servers in like ten seconds flat, and this is what I found.” He grinned at Danika. “Want to do the honors?”

She unrolled the paper, spreading it out over the senator’s plans for the mysterious school. I saw the company’s name scrawled across the top. “Tell me the first thing you notice.”

I squinted, trying to focus on the blurry squares and lines.