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has to be.”
                Karlie
is more trying to prove that to herself than to me.

 
 
 
    4

 
    SCARLETT
    “So
Hugo’s getting off?” Chad’s frustrated tone hits me.
                “It
looks like it. I mean there isn’t any evidence except the drugs you planted.”
                “You
sure those drugs don’t have my prints on them?”
                “If
you wore the gloves I told you to wear, then yes. And I did take care of the
camera footage from the building, so they’ll try to work the pills, but I guess
it is a waste of time.” I shrug as I stare at the black Givenchy dress I’m
trying on in my private dressing room at Saks. It’s divine yet similar to my
Armani… and my Dolce.
                “So
basically this was all for nothing. That whole speech about the black heron?
That fucking bird from India.”
    “Africa.”
    “Whatever
that nabs its prey in a fucked up way. You didn’t want to destroy Hugo.”
                “No,
I did. He had hope. Then it was ruined. Now he’s at home trying to figure out a
way to destroy me, and that means reverting back to who he was last week. He’ll
ruin his relationship with Juliet all on his own. She doesn’t have the stomach
to agree with the things he’s willing to do.”
    `            “And
you’re not worried?”
                I
almost laugh at that question. “Of course I’m not worried. It’s Hugo. Granted
he’s probably more clever at a revenge scheme than most of the people out to
get me, but no. Never worried. He’ll try, maybe even shake me up, but he will
fail.”
                “Whatever.
You can give the grand speeches, but you left out one thing. You did it because
you were hurt and desperate.”
                My
eyes cut through him through the mirror, but I forget what I was about to say
once I observe his fidgeting and sweating.
                “What
the hell is wrong with you?”
                He
sniffs. “I haven’t had a hit in a fucking day.”
                “Why?”
                “I
got a meeting with my dad and I’m trying to sober up.”
                “Chad,
sweetie, you’re gonna need more than a day.”
                “I
thought you were gonna get your fucking boyfriend to help me out? Put in a good
word for me. Tell him how I found his sister’s rapist.”
                “You
and I both know that your dad isn’t believing that shit.”
                “Yes,
he will,” he growls.
                “Chad.”
I turn around and face him. “Patrick doesn’t know our history. Your father is
practically a part of it. He remembers the last time that vile term was
associated with us.”
                The
crazy fucker laughs at that. “That was a good time.”
                “I
bet it was for you.” I face the mirror again.
                “And
justice for you. Your ultimate win. You broke the shit out of him. And her.” He
snickers. “Whatever happened to Karlie?”
                I
toss the Givenchy dress away and pull out the Dior. “Who cares?”
               
    JULIET
                I
don’t think any of us are paying attention to the film Poppy picked out for us
to watch in the rec room. Well, all of us except Poppy, who is enjoying Reese
Witherspoon making out with some guy dressed in black. Cody looks like he’s
thinking about Anika. Jordana looks like she’s reading old text messages from
Margaret Jacobs and trying to figure out if she should respond or not. I’m
thinking about Karlie Dale. I’m thinking about what happened to her. How she
survived it and where has she been all these years?
                The
doorbell rings and the butler, Thomas, gets it.
                “Anika,”
Cody mutters once Thomas brings her in. “What