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What else can go wrong?
My heart started to race as I processed what Patrick had said. "What?" I mumbled, somehow hoping that I had misunderstood him.
"His head had been cut off, and his body had been thrown into the dumpster," Patrick described, his fisted hand revealing his whitening knuckles.
"Do you think that the spy planted in my pack did it?" Draven's rage was audibly surfacing in the tone of his voice.
"Who else?" Patrick smirked coldly at him.
"It doesn't add up…" I muttered under my breath, but certainly, I was still too loud for Patrick and Draven not to hear me.
"What doesn't add up?" they asked in unison.
My eyes shifted between their gazes as a nervous grimace flashed across my face. "Last night I saw a woman running out of my room. I chased after her, but I lost her in one of the corridors on the ground floor. When I came back to my room, I saw the note..."
Patrick leaned forward in his chair, locking his eyes on me. "Did you take a clo
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