Metal clicked against metal. Devon inhaled sharply.

“It might not even go to you,” Devon said. “What are you going to do? Kill your way through every single high school in the district till you get it? They know about the emails. They can track your IP address.”

Lia held still. Now Faith knew that he knew. That sound must have been the knife, but Faith didn’t know it was fake. Devon was drawing all her plotting out from her and putting on a good show for the hidden camera. All Lia had to do was let it play out.

“My dad’s a lawyer. I’ll be fine. Lincoln High has the highest test scores in the district. Like some Park Hills student scored higher than me. Please.” Faith laughed. Her phone clattered to the floor. “Pity Lia stole my phone. She’s been so unpredictable this semester, don’t you think? Probably the game and grief.”

“That’s very…” Devon hummed and took a deep breath. “Everyone worked hard for their scores. What makes you think you deserve it over us?”

“I’m not sure I deserve it more than you, but in a way, I do,” Faith said. “Because I’m going to do more with it.”

“Really?” he asked. “That’s your justification?”

She still hadn’t admitted to murder. Lia’s limbs were so tense she feared she would never move again.

“You want to work in the ER,” Faith said, fake gagging. “I want to save real lives.”

“Yeah,” Devon drawled, “murdering scholarship recipients for a miniscule chance to get their spot is going to be an excellent topic for your med school interviews. I can see it now. ‘I wanted to be a surgeon so badly I killed a few of my classmates.’ Really well done.”

He hissed. Lia jerked, scared that Faith had hurt him.

“I’m fine,” Devon said quickly, and Lia knew it was for her benefit. “You’ll be a great surgeon but your bedside manner needs work.”

But Lia’s heart wouldn’t calm.

“So what?” Faith slammed her hand against the benchtop. “I’m going to do real things. Important things. Who needs another vet? A communications major?” She snorted. “And Cassidy didn’t even know what she wanted. At least Georgia had plans, even if they were bad ones.”

“Had?” Devon asked. “What did you do?”

Lia swallowed. Her hands fisted at her sides, fingers trembling till she clenched them tight.

“What I tried to do to you, but neither of you cooperated. Well, this is fun, but I have a schedule to stick to,” Faith said. “I assume Lia is here doing something stupid like recording me for later. Unless you have a gun, you should just come out.”