Chapters (45)
- Epigraph
- Prologue
- 1 - What a Tangled Web We Weave
- 2 - A Grave Matter
- 3 - Alone at Last
- 4 - Farewell, My Frenemy
- 5 - Her Cheating Heart
- 6 - The Canyon’s Secret
- 7 - A Hand in the Dark
- 8 - The Game’s Afoot
- 9 - Bad Cop, Bad Cop
- 10 - Stand by Your Man (and Vice Versa)
- 11 - Reality TV Bites
- 12 - Down the Drain(Pipe)
- 13 - Sister Act
- 14 - Eat Your Heart Out, Nancy Drew
- 15 - Behind Enemy Lines
- 16 - Law and Order: Long-Lost Twin Unit
- 17 - Body of Evidence
- 18 - What Goes Up . . .
- 19 - Face Off
- 20 - There’s No Place Like Home
- 21 - Shelter from the Storm
- 22 - Emma Non Grata
- 23 - A Walk in the Park
- 24 - Go Google Yourself
- 25 - Emma Paxton: Master of Disguise
- 26 - Show Us Your Texts
- 27 - Memento Mori
- 28 - A Message from Beyond the Grave
- 29 - The Last Memory
- 30 - The Envelope, Please
- 31 - Endgame
- 32 - Back in the Station
- 33 - Home
- 34 - The Queen is Dead (Long Live the Queen)
- 35 - Make New Friends, but Keep the Old
- 36 - Yours Forever
- 37 - Good-Bye
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Also by Sara Shepard
- Back Ads
- Credits
- About the Publisher
Ethan had circled the block—she would have sensed it if she hadn’t been so terrified. Now his house loomed in front of her. Next door the Banerjee house was dark and silent—but farther down the block there were lights in the windows. Strangers—but her only hope. She put on a burst of speed, screaming at the top of her lungs. “Help! Help!”
With a snarl of the engine, Ethan’s car cut across her path, between her and the houses she’d been running for. She stumbled, bouncing against the passenger-side door before catching her balance. The car idled in front of her, and she could just make out his face, tense and focused. He was inches away—if he wanted, he could jump out and grab her in a heartbeat.
She had no choice.
She bolted away from him—straight toward Sabino Canyon, with Ethan on her heels.
Just as I had the night he killed me.
31 - Endgame
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ENDGAME
Emma ran blindly, hurtling into the depths of the canyon. Branches clawed at her ankles and whipped across her face. Ethan’s car door slammed somewhere behind her, but she didn’t turn to look. Adrenaline soared through her blood, and she flew into the trees beyond the parking lot. A crow screamed from the top of a boulder, warning the forest of her coming.
The trail was steep, and her sneakers knocked dirt loose as she climbed. Behind her she could hear Ethan scrambling for purchase, gaining on her. She whimpered, desperation coursing through her. It was like a nightmare—except in a nightmare, you could wake up.
The deeper she got into the canyon, the stronger I could feel its hold on me—the awful, magnetic pull that drew me there. Out here the world seemed sharper and more terrifying. But out here I also felt stronger, the senses that I shared with Emma somehow clearer. This was where my body had been broken. And now my sister was running toward the same fate. “Emma, you have to go back!” I screamed. “You have to get out of here!”
Tucson opened out below as she reached the overlook. Far away she could hear the rush of traffic, the thud of someone’s car stereo. She risked a glance behind her and saw Ethan’s form steadily following her. A strangled sob twisted her lungs, and she bolted again, trying to pick up speed.
Her foot caught on a half-buried root on the trail. For a moment she kept her balance, her legs dancing beneath her. But then Ethan was on top of her, tackling her to the ground. Her head bounced against a rock, and her eyes filled with stars.