Page 269 of A University of Betrayal

“Give meonereason why I shouldn’t call my uncle right now,” I began cautiously.

I tried to block out Miles’ presence and looked at each of the others.

“I told you this was a stupid plan,” Miles said to his sister. “Now you’ve gotthatone stuck to your leg.”

He looked straight at me. There was mockery in his eyes.

Larissa ignored Miles and looked at me sheepishly. “Because we all got lost and were actually going somewhere else?”

It sounded more like a question Larissa was trying to ask in order to talk her way out of it.

“She knows...” Julian sighed and walked to one of the windows.

Larissa lowered the camera bag she had been clutching the whole time. “Oh.”

I took a deep breath.

How had I ended up in this situation?

“So, I’m listening,” I asked everyone present.

Miles rolled his eyes and leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, eyeing me strangely. An extremely awkward situation, because I couldn’t escape his gaze.

“Because this mission issuperimportant,” Larissa began to explain with determination and walked over to Bayla.

“You’re snooping around in my family’s things.” I looked at the two of them. “How am I supposed to know that you won’t use the information you find against us?”

“What do you expect them to do?” Annoyed, I looked at my biggest rival. “Don’t always be so paranoid, Copeland.”

How could he talk to me like that?

“Doesheknow too?” Bayla asked, obviously beginning to lose her patience.

“The most important facts,” Larissa waved it off, and Miles raised both eyebrows.

“You told me something about diary entries in which a missing Quatura had something with a Ruisangor and a Senseque at the same time.”

Typical men.They only remembered the parts about sex.

Hysteresis

Angus MacRae

I shook my head, which Miles noticed immediately. He started looking at me again. Not hostile, but indecisive. He wore his chin-length hair loose, along with the black coat that flattered his physiquefar too well.

Again, I found myself staring at him,dammit...

I quickly turned to the three girls who had positioned themselves behind the desk as if it were theirs.

I had to pull myself together to keep myself from commenting.

“I think it’s idiotic to look for her. What will you do when you find her?”

“She is dead,” Julian snorted, crossing his arms at the window.

Looking at him, standing like that, he reminded me a little of Alarik.

“We don’t know that,” Bayla said.

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