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“About her and Jaxon. Didn’t you know?”

“What? What the hell are you talking about now?” I huff.

“She did a train with him and the football team.”

“Are you kidding me?”

That bastard! Why would Oliver tell her something like that? Dixie hated Jaxon. I can’t count the number of times she bitched about him when we were dating. And with Oren’s confession, a rumor about a fucking train could have sent her over the edge.

Sabrina sighs and stands, shaking off the grass from her ass. “You’re so naive, Penny. Dixie fucked half the school.”

Pushing to my feet, I growl, “Take it back.”

“Or what? Open your eyes, Penny. Hell, she fucked Mr. G and that skeevy guy in the principal’s office too.”

“Who?”

“I don't remember his name. Remember, he used to watch all the girls during PE.”

“Mr. Harding?”

“Yeah.”

The past comes rushing in and I rub my aching sternum. What the hell? Didn’t she learn anything from my mistakes?

“What about Mr. G?” I whisper.

“She was having an affair with him. Probably better she wasn’t around to realize she was fucking a murderer.”

When Sabrina eyes me strangely, I turn away. What was Oliver hoping to get out of this? Dixie’s exit from the school like mine. Or something else?

“Sabrina?”

“Hm,” she says, looking up from her phone. I zero in on it with a tingle down my spine but say, “Did Mr. Harding get into trouble?”

“Him? No. Last I heard, his wife reported him missing.”

Black dots dance before my eyes and I stumble to my car. I can’t fucking breathe.

“Pen?”

“What?” I rasp.

“You can’t trust those fuckers. You want my help, you know where to find me.”

“Yeah.” It’s all I can manage as I walk away but she just can’t let it fucking go.

“Tell that bitch Willow she got what she deserved.”

I don’t respond because she’s trying to suck me in. Besides, I’m not exactly besties with Willow. If she wants to relay a message, she should do it herself.

Chapter 23

Penny

The house is eerily quiet when I get home. Although I wish with every fiber of my being that Dixie would come down those stairs with her bright smile, there’s another part of me that’s glad I don’t have to face the girl turned monster.

On the wings of that is relief. Mom will never have to know and if there’s a silver lining to her death it’s that.

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