“Stop overreacting, you’re ruining her day!” my mother hissed, grabbing my hair and pushing me over the balcony railing at my sister’s party. I blacked out. When I woke up, the upscale venue was surrounded by federal agents, and my mother was sobbing on her knees while my sister held a document and begged me…

car. In the backseat, Lucas curled into a tight ball, his expensive suit wrinkling as he buried his face in his knees, shivering uncontrollably. Through the tinted windows, I looked back at the sprawling mansion. I saw the silhouetted figures of the Turner family standing in the second-floor windows, pulling back the lace curtains to watch us flee.continue reading …