Mallory was feeling sick. How had Celeste possibly gotten a tape like that? Maybe she was lying… But no, “sexual deviant,” she had said. She must know. But Celeste couldn’t be doing this just out of spite, could she? What was her endgame?
“What do you want, Celeste?” Mallory asked, her voice hollow.
Celeste’s smile turned saccharine. “For you to break up with Jake Cleary, of course.”
The End… For Now