A Genius's Desperate Play

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in the high school computer lab, o

hief's kid, the judge's daughter-were planning to cheat on the upcoming AP exam

y mother' s safety, everything I held dear. With their

answer keys, then Jenny deliberately smeared my fingerprints all

ld up that incriminating drive, and publicly confessed to a

orris' s eyes, the pity in my guidance counselor's, and

s hope-for a ludicrous hack I didn't even do? Why would I burn down

. I was setting a trap. And they