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Kate lifted her hip. “Are you really going to be like this?”<br />

Hanna shook her head. “I w<strong>on</strong>!” she cried. “You lost!”<br />

Kate looked over Hanna’s shoulder, her expressi<strong>on</strong> shifting. Hanna followed her gaze. Mike was holding<br />

two martinis outstretched—<strong>on</strong>e for him, and a refill for her. His eyes looked extra-blue. By the way he<br />

was<br />

staring at Hanna, it seemed as if he understood perfectly what had just happened. Before Hanna could<br />

say a<br />

word, he gently set Hanna’s drink next to her half-finished <strong>on</strong>e and turned around, saying nothing. His<br />

back was ramrod straight as he disappeared into the crowd.<br />

“Mike!” Hanna called after him, gathering her skirt and starting to run. Mike thought Hanna was <strong>on</strong>ly<br />

pretending<br />

to like him…but maybe that wasn’t the truth at all. Mike was funny and genuine. Maybe he was<br />

even more perfect for her than any guy she’d ever dated. It explained why she felt butterflies in her<br />

stomach<br />

whenever he was around, why she smiled giddily when he sent her texts, and why her heart pounded<br />

when<br />

they almost kissed <strong>on</strong> his fr<strong>on</strong>t porch. It explained why Hanna had been feeling morose t<strong>on</strong>ight, too—<br />

she<br />

didn’t want this game with Mike to end.<br />

She came to a stop at the other end of the ballroom, frantically searching around. Mike had<br />

disappeared.<br />

<str<strong>on</strong>g>Killer</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />

26<br />

SOMEONE HAS A SECRET<br />

Emily stood <strong>on</strong> the big st<strong>on</strong>e porch outside the Radley entrance, watching the limos and town cars roll<br />

into<br />

the circular drive. The air smelled like a jumble of expensive perfumes, and a photographer was flitting<br />

around the partygoers, snapping pictures. Every time a flashbulb went off, Emily thought of the creepy<br />

photos

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