The test confirmed it–the chicken soup was poisoned.

Zada’s face went pale. “That’s impossible! How could there be poison in the soup I made? There’s no way. That can’t be right!”

Shaun’s expression darkened. “You made that soup yourself, didn’t you?”

Zada nodded quickly. “Yes, I did!”

Shaun’s voice turned cold. “Guards!”

A group of men in black suits rushed over. “Mr. Lane.”

He waved his hand sharply. “Take her away.”

The guards moved instantly, grabbing Zada by the arms.

Zada’s eyes widened in shock. “Wait, you’ve got the wrong person! Why are you grabbing me?”

Shaun’s face was ice. “Halsey was poisoned because of that chicken soup. You made it, which makes you the killer! Since you took Halsey and my baby from me, you’ll pay with your life!”

Hidden in the corner, Sierra watched it all unfold with quiet satisfaction. Zada had finally served her ultimate purpose–being her perfect scapegoat.

Zada’s voice cracked. “No, it wasn’t me! I’d never hurt Halsey. She was my best friend! I—”

had something else planned all along. I

her head desperately. “No, please–you have


was final.

“Got it, Mr. Lane.”

Zada out

into a smug smile. Two birds

and left

apartment, Sierra treated herself to a long,

soft candlelight melt her tension away. Her mind wandered to the bright, perfect future she had just

prison. She’d have to visit him soon and tell him

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sake. Sierra couldn’t wait to see his face when

smiled to herself. She had

Sierra had finally won!

out of the bath and slipped on her


Ding–dong!

of the doorbell broke the silence. Someone was knocking at her

at night? Who could

the door. Her heart skipped when

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