~~~Freya~~~

Lincoln and Zoey both leaned in at the same time, elbows hitting the table, eyes locked on me like I was about to drop a bomb.  

“What’s that?” they said in unison.

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry as hell. My fingers twisted together under the table, nerves buzzing through my chest. Was I the only one seeing this shit?  

“Is it just me,” I started, voice a little rough, “or is anyone else noticing something’s seriously off with Samantha?”

Lincoln let out a short, dry laugh and shook his head. “Obviously everyone knows something’s off with that psycho. Not exactly a new revelation, Freya.”

Zoey nodded fast,...