It wasn’t Logan’s fault Margot had fallen for him. He’d only seen it a few times: once in the assembly when DGM humiliated Coach Creed in front of the entire school, once in the computer lab when she and Bree brought him into the DGM fold, and once in the hallway at Bishop DuMaine when she was talking to Logan Blaine.Įd’s chest tightened. He closed his eyes and pictured her smile. Just a heart rate monitor, its slow and steady blips a constant reminder of Margot’s comatose state. Other than the IV tube taped in place on her left arm, she wasn’t hooked up to any machines that artificially enhanced her vital functions. ONEĮD STOOD IN THE DOORWAY OF THE FIFTH-FLOOR HOSPITAL room and stared at Margot. Let come what comes only I’ll be revenged - SHAKESPEARE, HAMLET, ACT 4 CONTENTS DEDICATIONįor Laurel Hoctor Jones, the best critique partner a writer could have Dates, prices, and manufacturing details are subject to change or cancellation without notice. Any material to be quoted or excerpted in a review should be checked against the final published edition. Readers are reminded that changes may be made prior to publication, including to the type, design, layout, or content, that are not reflected in this e-proof, and that this e-pub may not reflect the final edition. This is an advance reader’s e-proof made from digital files of the uncorrected proofs.

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