Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty-One: Prime Time

WREN

"No," I say, before Knox has even put the phone down. "Absolutely not."

I'm sitting up in his bed with the sheet pulled to my chin, still half asleep. The scrap of placemat is on the floor where he knocked it. My mouth still tastes like him.

"You haven't heard—"

"I heard Eli. I heard *pri...

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