Jennifer stepped into her room and closed the door behind her with a soft click, the sound oddly satisfying.

She leaned against it, smiling.

Her heart fluttered with anticipation, but not the sweet kind of anticipation. This was the powerful kind; the kind that came from knowing you were finally three moves ahead.

She kicked off her shoes with a hum and twirled once, her hair whipping around her shoulders.

Everything was finally falling into place. She’d gotten through to ...