"Answer me!"Zander roared, grabbing Vivian by the shoulders and hauling her off the sofa."Every one of Ember's accidents—you planned them, didn't you?"Vivian trembled violently, her mask of innocence finally shattering."I... I don't know what you're talking about..." she stammered, her voice shaking."You don't know?"Zander shoved the phone in her face, every word on the screen a gleaming dagger."Then tell me what these conversations with a Blood Fang assassin are. And where did you get this photo of Ember in the Paris airport?"Seeing the evidence, the fear in her eyes evaporated, replaced by a warped, manic glee.A laugh tore from her throat, high and shrieking like a night owl."Well, since you've found out, I guess there's no point in pretending anymore."She straightened up, the gentleness in her eyes gone, replaced by pure, naked malice."That's right," she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "The car crash? My doing. The falling debris? I paid off the foreman. The poiso
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