*Aryanna*

Living at Darren’s house was… Well, it was not what I’d imagined. I thought proximity would give me at least a sliver of an advantage, but no. The guy’s place was a fortress, and he kept everything on lockdown. Whatever secrets he was hiding, they were buried deep, with no breadcrumbs in sight.

Everywhere I looked, his life was compartmentalized and pristine. There weren’t any open folders lying around or stray papers left on the countertops. For all I could ...