Abby

“Your sous chef… I saw him trying to bribe the judges earlier.”

Daniel’s words land on me like a lead weight. Karl? Bribing the judges? He

wouldn’t do something like that. When would he have even had the time? Why

wouldn’t he have told me?

My gaze locks with Daniel’s, and disbelief tightens around my chest as though

some invisible hand is gripping my heart, squeezing tighter and tighter.

“What do you mean by that?” I demand, my voice trembling despite my

desperate attempts to keep myself steady, to maintain control in a situation

that’s making me feel like the world is tilting on its axis.

Enter title…

off of the walls of the breakroom. His

as he takes a step closer, narrowing his eyes. “Come

don’t know. You put

so awful, surely you

into keeping you on the

they feel like they’ll

never do any such thing, and neither would he. You’re

Absolutely full of it.”

again. “Then explain this to me: why, during

I see your sous chef…” he leans in, his breath foul with the

into the judges’ room?

of cash into

heart racing, a mix

“You’re a liar,” I say,

me, and what

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