Page 41 of The Vipers and Their Venom

We watch the footage again.

“Look, there.” I point at the screen.

A white moth is caught in the small amount of light from the security camera, and its pale wings flit across the screen.

“I don’t get it,” Saint says. “It’s a moth. What’s the big deal?”

“Yeah, but watch.”

Less than a minute goes past, and the moth appears again.

Zane frowns and signs,So?

“Wait.”

The moth appears again.

“It’s every thirty seconds,” I say. “Same moth, same direction, same position onscreen. Someone has created a loop on the video footage.”

Saint lets out a low whistle. “No way.”

We’re home and dry,Zane signs.But because of who?

I sit back and spear my fingers through my dark hair. “There’s only one person who’d have done this, and it sure as hell wasn’t Nataniele.”

Zane positions his fingers in a V.

I nod. “Yep, that’s my thinking too. Vani. Our Venom.”

“She saved your ass, Lex,” Saint says.

I nod. “She must have pre-planned this and already hacked the security footage to prevent herself being seen when she broke into the office. Of course, it means it prevented me being seen, too.”

Saint rubs his fingers across his mouth. “Clever girl.”

Yeah, we underestimated her. She’s broken into the fucking dean’s office, which takes a lot of balls, and she’s also hacked his cameras, which takes skill. It took me thirty minutes just to get in for a look. She managed to set a false loop up, too. I like it.

Saint frowns. “We’ll have to watch her. Make sure she doesn’t get above her station.”

Zane gives a low rasp that passes as his laugh.Keep her in her place.

“If she comes back,” I point out.

“She’ll be back,” Saint says.

Zane nods, his fingers moving.Oh, yeah. She’ll be back.

24

VANI

It’s only the following morning that I realize I gave no thought to asking after my sister the entire time I was with the Vipers. All thought of Reagan had gone out of my head. I can’t help feeling guilty about that. My mom had sent me looking for her with her dying breath, and I’d completely forgotten the first moment a hot guy had shown me his cock.

Okay,threehot guys, but that’s not the point.

They completely distracted me from my mission, and I can’t let that happen again.

Besides, I still have the folder I took from the dean’s office, and, upon inspecting its contents, I discover Reagan was made to sign for her room here. So now, not only do I know what her signature looks like, I also have her room number

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