Chapter 11

The TV was still on. I didn’t mean to watch it, but I couldn’t look away. A reporter stood outside a police station, holding a microphone. “…Charlotte Evans has been arrested while attempting to flee the country. Sources confirm she was caught with company files, suspected to be stolen documents from MooreTech’s confidential project folders.” I sat on the couch, frozen. Luna was in her room, painting. She didn’t need to hear this. The screen changed. Now it showed her. Charlotte. Her hair was messy. Her eyes were wild. She screamed at the cameras. “If I can’t have him, I’ll destroy him! He lied to me! Will Moore is a traitor!” Then she said my name. “Anna! You ruined everything! You think you won?!” I pressed the remote. The volume lowered, but her voice still echoed in my head. My phone rang. Susan. I stared at the screen. I didn’t want to pick up. But what if it was important? I sighed and answered. “…Hello?” “Anna,” Susan’s voice was quiet. “You saw the news?” “Ye