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Von stepped over and ran a finger down my lapel. “Hopefully, Mister Rivers here can sleep after that sexy kiss you two shared. Looks like sparks are indeed flying at the Reject Mansion.” He smiled at the camera once more. “Until tomorrow, friends. And remember, everyone loves an underdog.”

Von waved a hand, cutting the recording. He spared us a glance as he walked out. “Lots to do before tomorrow. I’ll be up helping the team edit footage for hours. Ugh, such is life. You two should head off to bed. Great job. See you tomorrow,” he called over his shoulder as he strode off into the depths of the mansion.

I was watching Von and all the cameras round the corner when a hard yank on my hand had me stumbling backward.

“What are you doing?” I asked Kira as she dragged me along with her.

“Shut up,” Kira grunted.

“Well, damn. All right, then.”

Kira pulled me down a hall I’d never seen. She tried two different doors until she found one that was unlocked. The room wasn’t decorated like the rest