—Mabel—

Memories of that night six years ago flashed in my head. Of this same woman dragging me down the hallway and shoving me into Alec's room.

She'd set me up.

And now, she tried to hurt my friend.

My hands clenched until my knuckles turned white.

“What are the odds that the woman who set me up years ago suddenly turned up?”

Alec shook his head. “I've been looking for her, to no avail. The private detectives I hired claimed she was a ghost.”

I met his gaze. “A ...