Part 2: The Clipboard No One Wanted Opened The cafeteria smelled like marinara sauce, floor cleaner, and panic. For three seconds after Marina Sterling threw the food…

Part 2: The Folder She Tried To Steal Delaney’s hand shot toward the proof file before anyone understood what she was doing. For half a second, all…

Part 2: The Code Beneath Her Perfect Smile The adult did not raise his voice. That was what made the room colder. Mr. Alden, the Model UN…

Part 2: The Phone Recording Changed The Room The orange drink ran down the front of my school T-shirt in sticky lines, soaking into the cotton before…

Part 2: The Sauce On My Shirt Became Evidence The first thing I noticed was not the food sliding down my jacket. It was Madison Vale’s face….

Part 2: The Timestamp Nobody Wanted To Read The screen at the front of the room flickered once, then sharpened. A blue message bubble filled the projector…

Part 2: The Room Went Quiet Too Late The slap did not hurt as much as the silence after it. Holly Baker stood with one hand against…

Part 2: The Date Under The Signature The date was not supposed to be visible. That was the first thing everyone noticed. The top page had a…