“Tell me the truth, did you have a hand in this?” I asked, from my cell, sitting on the cold concrete. I heard him scoff,

“You think I would want to get in Alexander's bad book?” Scott grumbles, “Let alone do something that'd make him want to kill me. Listen, Abigail, you have an enemy who wants you to be eliminated.”

I listened carefully to his statement, “Who would do such a thing?” I whispered.

“People who hate you. Now we only have to prove our innocence, and then fetch ...