Page 96 of Wicked Games (Fallen Royals 2)

His dad owns a cyber security firm, and Matt either picked up the skill through genetics, osmosis, or some weird idea that he had to be good at computers to impress his dad. Who knows. Either way, it came in handy to track Margo down. How else was I supposed to find her, if not to hack into the social worker’s computer and find Margo’s file?

Eventually the divorce went through, and Matt’s dad relocated to a new house. This one, actually. Unfortunately for Matt, the closest private school was Lion’s Head.

We hype up the rivalry under a microscope, but we’re still cool. Who gives a fuck if I can’t stand his teammates or we crush them on the field?

“Just a camera,” Matt grunts. “Where’d you find this?”

“Margo’s room. How does it work?”

He swivels toward me. “That chick you were with at the football game.”

“Yeah.”

“Interesting. Weren’t you dating Lucy’s sister?”

Amelie.

I snort. “Hardly.” I motion toward the figure in his hands. “Explain this.”

“It connects to WiFi periodically and sends the video it collected. I think it’s motion activated, which is pretty standard.”

Freaking hell.

I rub my eyes. “Can you find out where it was sent? And what the last video was?”

“It has a setting in here to send a data dump once a day, then it erases. Pretty nifty, actually, but quite ordinary. It’d be a higher-end piece in any tech shop in the city.”

“How am I supposed to find out who’s been spying on us?”

Matt shrugs. “Silver lining?”

I stare at him.

“The person would’ve had to connect it manually to their WiFi. First, whoever put it there would obviously need the home’s password to get on, and then they’d have to set up this figure to connect.”

“So, someone she trusts?”

“Yep.”

I grunt. “She has a small network of friends. Only one of which recently… went off the rails.”

Savannah and Amelie play dirty games. At least Amelie is out in the open about most of her shit. Savannah likes guerilla warfare.

Then again, she learned from the best—the people who relentlessly bullied her after Margo was taken away.

I think both of them have been trying to play Margo. Most recently, Savannah used Margo to get Amelie off her game. And our newest head cheerleader likes her spot at the top. First it was disrupted by Amelie’s return from studying abroad, and now Margo.

There’s a sinking feeling in my chest.

Unknown, Amelie and Savannah… I’m the bad guy of Margo’s story. No one else.

This has to end.

“Can you track it?” I ask him.

He shrugs. “Yeah, I can probably rig a virus in. They’ll open the most recent video, and it will let me get into their computer.”

“You’re a fucking genius, man.” I slap his back and stand. I’ve still got to go home before I can make it to school. “Let me know what I owe you.”

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