Three Days To Ruin, Three Days To Rise

e, if strained, nod. The Clarks were my adoptive family, the ones who took me in after the hospital mix-up. They kept me because my early film compe

real daught

ss. She was charming, beautiful, and radiated a counterfeit warmth. My adoptive parents, Ric

ping with false concern. "We heard you pulled

I said, my voice fla

fake sympathy. "Oh, that's such a shame

in, that voice in my he

s her angle?

rtistic anxiety. Her withdrawal is not a strategic thre

ty case. I can't wait until

s. She was a parasite with a supernatural search engine. A system that let her see three days into t

way, I pulled out my phone. My hands were shaking,

d Leo M

alk. Has anything strange ha

disbelief. "C.C.? How did you know? Some troll just posted a gar

ease your song. Pull it. I'll explain everyth

Me, Leo, and Anya Sharma. Anya's face was pale. She'd just found a blurry, badly c

er, the same impossib

eling heavy and absurd. "I jum

roat. "They cornered me outside a gig. Madison's fiancé an

embling. "Same guys. In an alley. They broke my hand

our shared past. We weren't just victi

s her see three days into the future. She finds our work right be

cal melancholy, now burned with

e fraud,"

p and intense. "A three-day window

cross my face. "Exactly. And we'