Chapter 93 Tension at St. Jude's Preparatory Academy

Seconds ticked by. The clock on the library wall sounded unnaturally loud.

A full minute passed. I remained frozen, staring blankly at the rows of numbers on the table without saying a word. 

Mr. Holloway frowned, raising one eyebrow at me. "Miss Vance? Time is running. Was the question unclear,...

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