I wince. “I know. But trust me, we didn’t think—” But I realize that whatever excuse I have doesn’t account for how long we lied. “I’m sincerely sorry, Harper. But it’s so nice to see you in person.”

She sighs. “This is so messed up. Because I…” But then she trails off and shakes her head. “It’s just messed up.”

“So why’re you here and not Jess? Did she get bored?” Milo asks.

I sneak a look at our moms. “Can we go behind the booth for a moment?”

From the back of the booth, Bran pops his head out. “Ooh, are we about to learn some secrets?”

“You deserve the truth,” I say. “All of you.” I look at Harper, and she nods decisively.

While our moms are distracted, I corral Harper and Milo into the storage space with Bran. Milo has to hunch over to squeeze inside the small space, and we all barely fit. I take a deep breath, and then I tell them what Jess told me. About the script, and the thief, and the internet comments trolling her mercilessly.

“Why are they saying it’s her fault that Carmindor dies?” Harper asks. “That doesn’t make any sense. Amara died—ohh-hh. They’re blaming her for dying, which is why Carmindor is dying.”

“That makes about as much sense as their usernames,” Bran says. “LukeSkywanker69. Huh. Nice.”

“Babe,” Milo chides.

I take my phone out of Bran’s hands and deposit it in my back pocket. “So will you help us? Jess and I need to track down the thief who’s posting these excerpts. We think they’re going to post who the script belongs to and out Jessica during the panel in two hours.”

Bran shakes his head. “That isn’t a lot of time.”

“We think we know who it is—Vance Reigns—we just need to prove it. That’s where you come in. We were thinking, Bran, that since you’re our tech wizard genius, you could hack into the thief’s Twitter account and then hack into the phone, and when we give you the cue, make the phone light up or something and—”

“Imogen, I appreciate that you think I’m a tech wizard, but I’m not that magical,” he interrupts. “And that’s illegal.”

Well, crap.

Everyone’s quiet.

Then Harper asks, “Can you hack into the account?”

“I mean, that’s the easy part,” he replies. “Still illegal, but yes.”

“Then could you get the phone number linked to the account and call it?”

“Oh yes, I can definitely do that.”

“Harper, that’s genius,” I say and then turn to my brother. “And now for the other part of the plan…”

Milo quirks a bushy eyebrow. “There’s another part?”

“Jess needs your help to steal the Princess Amara dress from the exhibit. That’s going to be the hard part.”