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“Excuse me?” I bite back.

Since when did he become such a goddamn bully?

Apollo laughs.

“Settle down, Loverboy. She doesn’t need your permission to talk,” Apollo replies. “Let’s keep things civil. At least at school, so we stay out of Rivera’s sight.”

“Loverboy…” I snort. What a joke. “Good one.”

Apollo glances at me, a filthy smile forming on my lips like he knows something, but suddenly, Levi smacks him in the shoulder. “Don’t.”

They have a stare down without saying a single word to each other, but my God … if looks could kill, about half the dumbbells in this gym would’ve been thrown around right about now. None of us would survive.

“I’m done,” I say, and I grab my towel and march off to pull myself out of the situation before it blows up.

I’m not staying a second longer in this macho space.

Too much testosterone.

Too many killers in the same room.

And I’m not staying to find out who of us will be the next body.

CHAPTER 10

Aspen

The next day

With my freshly packed bag,I make my way to class, but the students in the hallway are all bundling up together as if something is going on up ahead, and I want to know why.

Because if any shit is going down at Spine Ridge U, nine out of ten times it involves my family.

I wade through the crowd to the front of the line, and I gulp the second a stretcher passes by with a white cloth laid over an actual person, a bloodied finger still visible from underneath.

A ghastly cold washes over me.

Audible gasps erupt in the crowd as the body is carried out of the school.

“Oh my God, what happened?” someone asks.

“I don’t know,” someone else replies. “I heard someone found him tied up in the girls’ bathroom with his wrists slit.”

Holy shit.

“Make some room, please,” the dean barks at the students, and they all move out of the way. “Get back to your classes. Nothing to see.”

As the students attempt to disperse on his order, I move in the opposite direction until I finally reach the dean. I grab his arm to get his attention.

“What happened?”

“Not now,” Felix hisses under his breath.

“Was that guy who just got wheeled out murdered?”

He abruptly stops walking and stares at me with intent, and I swallow back the nerves.

“Come with me.”