This entire situation was spiraling out of control, pulling in far too many people.

Maya was already barely holding on, yet she still wanted to be the shield, the one to take the hits. The thought of her going through it all again made my stomach turn.

If we could find other victims—anyone willing to come forward or share evidence—maybe, just maybe, we could finally bring LuNoir down for good.

“I can still find some of the girls,” Nora ...