“How’d you do it? Figure out we were here? You!” She spins on Ivy and Graham. “You told her where we were meeting,” she accuses her friends. She snatches the knife out of Graham’s hand. I shiver involuntarily. Is she for real? First the car, now a knife? She’s even bolder than Madison was last year. Or maybe she’s more unhinged.

“Of course we didn’t tell her,” Ivy pipes up. She’s petite, with jet-black hair and white, straight teeth. “We would never.”

“Then how’d you know to come here?” Harlowe turns to look at me. “And if you say you guessed it, I won’t believe you.”

I don’t answer her. There’s no way I’m telling her that I read her mind. Instead, I shrug. “What’s it matter how I figured it out? I’m here now. And I’m not playing your little game anymore.”

“Emma,” Maude warns. She’s gradually becoming alert but still looks groggy.

I hear the sound of wheels rolling over the hard-packed dirt floor. I turn to see Ivy pushing a fourth chair over toward my friends and settling it beside Pippa. In the dim light, I can’t make out who it is at first. Then I hear Pippa gasp.

“Levi?” she asks, still sounding dazed.

My heart leaps to my throat.

Is it? For one millisecond, I let myself believe, even though I know it can’t be. Levi’s back on Castor Island. Not here. Still, the idea that he could be here, in this room, and I might have some slim chance of seeing him again, so soon…now, even…

I rush to the chair and see that it’s not Levi—of course it isn’t. It’s Ollie. And he’s passed out like the others were. Only he’s still unconscious.

“What did you do to him?” I demand, placing a hand at his wrist, feeling that he has a pulse. I note the up-and-down motion of his chest and feel a flood of relief that he’s alive, just not awake.

I spin to face Harlowe, not caring about the knife she wields, or anything else. I’m enraged.

“You dragged Ollie here too? He’s not even in the Nine—”

“Someone had to stand in for Levi, since he’s currently…indisposed.” Harlowe shrugs. “Ollie seemed like the obvious choice of a replacement. Right, guys?”

Ivy nods. Graham shrugs.