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“You knew,” I spit at the screen. “You motherfucker. You knew you were filming me. That’s why you changed my position, so the camera would capture every detail.”
I’m raging.
How fucking dare he? Not only filming me without my permission but then giving me the footage as a birthday gift?
What the hell was he thinking?
Not even pausing to think this through, I pull the drive out, shove it into my purse, and march out of the room.
When I reach Tino’s room, I bang loudly on the door.
“What the hell?” A male voice from behind me grumbles, all sleep hazy and gruff.
I glance over my shoulder at the man standing in the opposite doorway. I recognize him but don’t know his name. “Sorry, I was looking for Tino. Guess he’s not here.”
He lounges against the open door opposite Tino’s. Crap, I’ve woken him up.
“Most of Tino’s late-night booty calls don’t wake the entire dorm when they come looking for him.” The guy scratches his balls. “He’s probably in their den. Or at that lame party they were throwing for the new girl.”
Is he fucking with me? Does he not know I am the new girl?
He laughs. “She’s their new toy.”
“Lucky her,” I say, teeth grinding.
“Not really. Those freaks like to break their toys.”
My blood runs cold. Their toys. So, they do share girls?
“What do you mean?”
A male voice carries to me from inside the other room. “Come back to bed, Spence.”
It’s worse. I haven’t woken him from deep sleep, I’ve interrupted his booty call.
The guy grins. “Got to go. Try their den.”
“I don’t know where it is.”
“In the basement of north wing. Where the furnace is.”
He shuts the door on me, leaving me shaking in the corridor.
What now? If I go after Tino in the den, I’ll probably have to face the others too, but why not?
If they are all playing games, perhaps they need to see I am not their toy, or their little mouse for them to bat around with their paws.
Terrified, but determined not to let them win, fueled by hate as much as I am chastened by fear, I take the stairs down to the ground floor. From there, I head for the back stairwell, which I hope will take me down to the basement.
It’s dark, so I take my phone out and turn on the flashlight. The stairwell is dark and deserted. It could be haunted for all I know. If any building is going to be haunted, it would be Verona Falls University. I have no idea when this place was built, but it’s got the vibes of an old English castle, or a grand, stately home. I can just imagine kings and queens once having lived here.
Hastening my pace, I rush down the stairwell and through the doors at the end. The lower level has a coolness to the air. It’s below the ground, so maybe that is why, and there’s a faint odor of dampness.
It has an air of decay about it at odds with the opulence of the upper levels. Why the hell would Dom and his friends hang around here?
I’m not sure which way the basement area with the furnace is. I turn left and head to the end of that corridor, but the only rooms are empty storage spaces. I retrace my steps, hurrying as the feeling of eyes on me makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. When I reach the farthest end, I see the big double doors ahead.
They have old stained-glass windows in them, and a red glow lights up the glass, giving the place a hellish vibe.
