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Nate stood up, his jaw set. "This isn't a fan. This is a setup."
Below the text was a grainy photo of the back of a head—dark hair, unmistakable—entering a black SUV behind the club. "Guys," I whispered, holding up the screen. One of Us Is FamousOne of Us Is Lying : Season ...
Just then, every phone in the room chimed in unison. A new message from an unknown sender. No text—just a video. It was Maeve, sitting in a chair in a room that looked suspiciously like our old high school library. She looked into the lens, her eyes wide with a terrifying realization. Nate stood up, his jaw set
The screen cut to black. In the reflection of my own phone, I saw my friends looking at me—and for the first time in a year, I didn't see survivors. I saw suspects. "Guys," I whispered, holding up the screen