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in his chair. “I can’t find any current info on her.”
    “Nothing?” Kitty asked.
    “That’s what I said.”
    “Okay.” Kitty glanced at her watch. “We’ll look into it later.” She held up her list of suspects. “Wendy, Xavier, Maxwell and Maven Gertler, and Tammi Barnes. Plus person or persons unknown, connected to Christopher Beeman. All of them are possible suspects.”
    Olivia threw her arms wide in despair. “We’re never going to figure this out. Bree’s going to rot in jail. She’ll shave off all her hair, take over a prison gang, and start calling herself Bitchslap.”
    Ed smirked. “That sounds like a great porno.”
    “Look,” Kitty said, grabbing Olivia by the shoulders. “We can’t panic and we can’t give up. We have to keep fighting for Margot and Bree.”
    “How?”
    “We start with this list. Initiate contact, see what we can learn,” Kitty said.
    Olivia sniffled. “Okay.”
    “And don’t forget Amber and Rex,” Kitty added. “We still don’t know what they were doing in Ronny’s room the night he died.”
    Olivia nodded, her lips pressed together as if she was trying to steel herself against an unpleasant task. “I’ll try.”
    “And I,” Ed the Head said with a flourish of his arm, “will look into Christopher’s family and friends.” He wasn’t going to trust either of them with that task.
    Kitty looked at him suspiciously. “We don’t need your help, Ed.”
    This time, his laugh was completely genuine. “You need it now more than ever.”
    Olivia placed her hand on Kitty’s arm. “Maybe we should let him? Margot . . .” Olivia paused, her lip quivering. “Margot trusts Ed. And she doesn’t trust anyone.”
    “Fine.” Kitty pulled him to his feet. “But there’s something you have to do first.”
    “Blood pact?” he asked, feigning excitement. “Initiation ritual? Do I get a DGM pin or a secret decoder ring?”
    Kitty took a deep breath, then she thrust her hand forward.
    “I, Kitty Wei, do solemnly swear, no secrets—ever—shall leave this square.”
    He watched intently as Olivia grasped Kitty’s wrist.
    “I, Olivia Hayes, do solemnly swear, no secrets—ever—shall leave this square.”
    Together, they turned to him. “I dig, I dig,” he said. “Secret oath. I’m in.”
    He grabbed Olivia’s wrist and then moved his arm closer to Kitty so she could link to him.
    “I, Ed the Head—”
    “You don’t have a last name?” Kitty asked.
    Ed sighed. “Fine.” He cleared his throat dramatically. “ I, Edward Headley, do solemnly swear— ”
    Olivia giggled. “Headley? Are you serious?”
    “Do you want me to finish or not?” Ed asked.
    “Sorry,” Olivia smirked.
    “ I, Edward Headley, do solemnly swear, no secrets—ever—shall leave this square . Er, triangle. Whatever.”
    “Good enough.”
    “Yay.” Ed cheered with fake enthusiasm. “Now shouldn’t we get out of here before those ’Maine Men goons defile this corridor with their V-D crap?”
    Kitty didn’t answer, but her eyes hardened as she looked athim. “We’ll meet at the warehouse tonight to debrief, understood?”
    Olivia nodded, while Ed just winked.
    “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said. “Now, let’s get our hands dirty.”

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FIVE
    THE BLACK STRAP OF THE ANKLE MONITOR FIT SNUGLY AROUND the base of Bree’s shin, just above the joint, and the attached GPS tracker looked like an old flip phone had been duct taped to her leg.
    “The band is a conductive circuit,” the guard explained as he tightened the strap. “If you tamper with it in any way, the authorities will be alerted.”
    “Can I get it wet and feed it after midnight?” Bree joked.
    The guard glanced up, unamused. “The tracker is waterproof.”
    “Oh.” Clearly not a fan of Gremlins . Or senses of humor.
    “The GPS unit is calibrated for your parents’