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Post the dirty little secret online tomorrow before midnight.
The clock is ticking!!!
Tick.
Tick.
BOOM!
Xoxo, A.
“Stupid and a waste of time.”
I crush it and throw it in the bin.
I’m done with everything and everyone in this godforsaken town.
CHAPTER – 23
Augustus
Augustus,
It’s time to pay up.
A sordid secret.
Play my game,
Win,
And safeguard your secret.
Post for everyone online tomorrow before midnight.
I’m rooting for you.
After all, a psychopath knows every secret.
Xoxo, A.
“Don’t tell me you still think this is a prank,” snaps Scarlett, pacing back and forth across from my bed.
Her note was a similar version of mine.
“It is,” I reply, then ball the note in my fist and throw it into the burning fireplace. “A very lame one at that.”
I don’t understand why my sister is so bent out of shape over this. If whoever this maniac is actually was legit, an old-fashioned clandestine note isn’t how you blackmail a person. Like dipping bait into the lake and hoping any fish bites it.
How can they expect anyone to take them seriously?
It’s because it’s a stupid prank by someone who has far too much time on their hands and nothing going on in their lives.
“Then how come you couldn’t find who it was?”
“Because I didn’t look.”
“The fuck, Augustus,” she grumbles, throwing up her hands.
