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Thank God Milo showed up when he did.

I want to believe I would’ve stopped myself eventually. That no matter how furious I was, there’s a line inside me I could never actually cross.

But after last night, I’m not so sure anymore.

One thing I do know is that I have to tell Sienna what happened. She’s going to be pissed that I left my room after explicitly promising her I wouldn’t. She’s going to be even more pissed when she finds out I deliberately played into Delaney’s suspicions that I’m some kind of serial killer just to scare the shit out of her.

In hindsight, probably not my finest moment. But logic wasn’t exactly invited to last night’s festivities.

A glance at my watch tells me it isn’t even six yet. I have no idea whether Sienna is back from Boston, but either way, I need to get back to the B&B.

I need a shower, clean clothes, and enough coffee to resurrect the dead.

Though, considering the week I’ve been having, maybe that’s a poor choice of words.

An hour later, I’m freshly showered, dressed, and sitting at a quiet table in the B&B’s dining room with a steaming cup of coffee in front of me.

Unfortunately, I don’t even get the chance to take my first sip before I catch sight of Sienna standing in the doorway. One look at her face is all it takes to know something’s wrong.

She spots me and immediately heads in my direction.

“Please don’t tell me another classmate is dead,” I joke as she approaches. “I can’t handle another body before I’ve had coffee.”

Normally, that would at least earn me an eye roll.

This time, nothing.

She pulls out the chair opposite mine and sits, with that same vacant stare.

I brace myself for whatever she’s about to tell me.

Maybe she couldn’t find Mr. Collins. Or worse, maybe she did, and everything she suspected about him turned out to be true.

“Sienna?” I lower my coffee. “What is it?”

“Delaney’s dead.”

For a second, the words don’t register.

“What?”

“Delaney is dead, Max.”

My blood turns cold.

“No. That can’t be.” I swallow. “What do you mean she’s dead?”

“Her body was found near the bonfire early this morning. She was hanging from a tree.” All the air leaves my lungs, but Sienna keeps going. “Chief Neptune thinks her neck broke when she was hanged, but that wasn’t the only thing done to her. Someone attacked her first. Badly. Her face was beaten so severely they had trouble identifying her. Neptune thinks whoever did it used a rock.”

“Jesus Christ.”

My hand flies to my mouth as more memories of last night come crashing back.

Delaney. On the ground. Looking up at me with true fear in her eyes.

You fucking crazy bitch! I knew it was you!

I’m about to tell Sienna everything when she suddenly reaches across the table, grabs my forearm, and pulls me toward her.