Theirs to Hunt (Girls Like Us #1)

24. Reagan, Wednesday 0755 a.m.

Chapter twenty-four

F ramed on the wall behind my desk are two black-and-white photos most people would miss at first glance.

It's not for decoration.

It's a reminder.

I'm no one's easy kill.

I can feel myself changing, rising to their bait.

I am evolving and it is delicious.

I smirk victoriously.

The 24 hour print shop really came through for me last night.