SERAPHINA’S POV

“Here.” I say, dropping the flash drive in my hand right onto the Administrator’s desk early enough before school commences.

He looks at the incriminating material containing evidence against Artemis and stares back at me with a bored expression.

“And what is this, Miss Hawthrone?”

“Evidence against your precious prized student. You might want a look at it and prepare yourself for what you’re about to see.”

“Right.” He says sarcastically with an especially ...