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“What?” Even though I try to keep my voice steady, the way she speaks to me has me worried, and I frown.

“You ruined my life. You took all my fucking dreams away from me.”

“How? How the hell did I do that?”

“I dropped out of college, Reagan. I had to because of you. I loved Luis so much. And you took him away from me.”

“Seriously? This is about a guy?” My voice goes from neutral to high pitched. “Are you fucking kidding me? You seriously need to get a grip. It was college.”

“I don’t care.” She slowly moves toward me.

“Don’t come any closer.”

“You’re going to pay for what you did to me.”

I take steady steps away from her but it’s hard to do in my heels. My phone rings in my hand, startling us both.

“Who the fuck is that?”

Looking at my screen, I see Everett’s name, and turn my cell around to show her.

“Don’t answer it.”

“Maybe I should. If I don’t answer, he’ll worry about me.”

“Good old Everett…” she muses. “I said don’t fucking answer it,” Margie shouts. “You know this was all a game. Everything was going so well, but then that fucking friend of yours had to stick her fucking nose in it and start digging into my history. If anything happens to you, it’ll be her fault. She should have left shit alone.”

Looking around me, I see the edge is getting closer, and I’m getting even more nervous. I take a deep breath and give her my nicest smile. “Margie, come on, we can work this out. I’m sorry. I didn’t realize. But it wasn’t just me—it was him too.”

She just keeps walking toward me, uncaring that I’m running out of real estate here. “You’re sorry now. But you hated me back then. You and those fucking sorority girls, you all thought you were better. You’re not now, are you?”

“We didn’t hate you. You had that shit stuck in your head. You hated us. I joined that sorority for Ruby.”

“Are you scared, Reagan?” Margie mocks me.

“Yes,” I answer in a shaky voice. “I am. Please, Margie. How will you explain it to my brother if something happens to me? My mom? It’ll break her heart. Please, let’s just go back down to the office so we can talk this through.” My phone rings again and again, but I can’t take a chance on answering it.

“Too late for that.”

“No, it’s not. It’s never too late.”

With two fingers on the side buttons of my cell, I repeatedly press them until it goes to SOS. A loud sound comes from the device and she stops in her tracks. The wind blows around us. As I edge backwards, my heel gets stuck and I feel myself falling backwards. My phone slips from my hand and hits the ground. I flail my arms, trying to find something to grab onto, but there’s only air.

I scream, because there’s nothing else to do, and I know that this is it.

My body hits the ground, knocking the wind from my body. I turn my head to see her standing over my phone. With a smirk, she lifts her foot and slams her heel onto my screen. The glass shatters into little jagged pieces.

Margie runs towards me.

This is it. The game is over.

Sixty-Nine

Everett

When I finally make it to Reagan’s building, I throw my keys at one of the valets and ask him to park my car before running to the elevator. As soon as it arrives on the floor of Reagan’s office, I run in and ask anyone if they’ve seen her. When a couple of people say no, I go into her office and see if I can find anything. All of her belongings are in a box on the desk. Her cell isn’t here, so I assume it’s with her.

One of the sales girls pops her head into the office. “Are you looking for the boss?”

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