I shivered but nodded, looking back and forth between Mia and Zoe, refusing to even glance at Belaisle. What was his role in this? I didn't want to know, though I suspected. Hated him for being here at all, as if I needed more reason for that hate beyond the usual.

Leave it to me to find more layers against him.

He was me, wasn't he? Okay, so face it then, Hayle. It was me and Zoe and Mia and him. But that left Trill... and ...