Total pages in book: 131
Estimated words: 125121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125121 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 626(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 417(@300wpm)
My mind spun with the information she was throwing at me. Every word out of her mouth made it clear the T.O.D. Club evolved. This was more than a bunch of drunk frat boys getting off on sex secrets.
“He recruited for the club,” I repeated, getting it straight in my mind. “So, those twenty-two Royal heirs with the power to help the Natales, and the other guys’ families. He was in the perfect position to narrow the pool. He’d know if those guys were even in the club or not.”
She nodded.
“And he did find them,” I continued. “He figured out who it was and came to tell me. He wrecked himself to get up the courage. Got high and tracked me down at the party. Someone that scared and trying to be cautious, wouldn’t keep a list of member names taped inside his notebook. How am I supposed to find out what Giovanni knew?”
“You don’t. It’s impossible. If I don’t know the club members outside of my friends, then you sure as hell aren’t going to find out.”
I ignored this. Naturally, I wasn’t taking her word for it. “You said Giovanni got an anonymous dare, but it sounds like you’re all anonymous. What’s the difference?”
“You’d have to see how the site is set up.”
Website? So it is all online. How in the hell have they been staying off of Wilder’s radar, then?
“We sign on with usernames. KitKat57 and stuff like that. When enough people have logged on, the computer randomly chooses us. Like spin the bottle,” she explained. “Then it chooses the person who’ll give the truth or dare.
“But there’s also a message function. You can click on a name and message them privately.”
“Giving them a private dare,” I finished. Wouldn’t want everyone in the club to freak out when KitKat dares one of the members to rape someone.
“But what the Dregs don’t know is that their handles come up as a different color,” she went on. “The Royals all know when we’re daring one of them, or one of our own.”
I sat up straight. “Which means it doesn’t matter that they reveal themselves when they go around completing the dare, lobbing lattes at me. You’re not protecting their privacy anyway.”
Gabriella shrugged. “Like I said, they’re the entertainment. A Royal isn’t going to risk everything by leaking their own nudes, but I dared a Dreg to do it last month for five hundred dollars.” She rolled her eyes. “That was all it took.
“Not to say the Royals don’t put their asses up too. The club isn’t for pussies. If you get a dare, you do it. I was dared to steal the answers to Mrs. Maruka’s midterm and share it with the club.”
My brows shot up. “And you did it?”
“The penalties for refusing are more brutal than you can imagine.” She dropped her gaze. “Even worse than expulsion.”
I thought of Giovanni floating facedown in the pool. It was hard to argue with that.
“What’s the website?”
“Why even ask? You must know you can’t access it.”
I smiled sweet and wide. “Then, there’s no harm in telling me.”
“It’s a long string of numbers and letters. Not something anyone can memorize. Plus, you get on it through your student account,” she said. “Once you accept the invite to join, an extra tab just shows up in your account one day. You click the link, get rerouted like a dozen times, then you’re in T.O.D.
“You’d have to come back to my place and see after I logged in, because I’m not giving you the password to my account. My grades, medical records, permanent record, and everything is on there.”
Layers and layers of protection. Can only be accessed on a desktop and behind private information that no one has a reason to share. It’s also a subtle threat.
The fact that they were able to put a link to the site in their student accounts proves they have access to their student accounts, and someone can do a lot of damage with that.
Gabriella scoffed. “Now you’re going to say you want to go to my place and see it.”
“Nope,” I replied smoothly. “Nothing so obvious as that. Giovanni was too afraid to tell you anything, and you guys were regularly screwing in secret. If he didn’t trust that what he told you wouldn’t get back to the guys in charge, then how would it look if it got back to them that the two of us went traipsing to your place? I’ve got my own ways of getting on that site. I’m good.”
“Good for you.” She got to her feet. “That means we’re done here. Give me your phone. I’m deleting those photos myself.”
My hands didn’t twitch. “There’s something else I want to know. You said you invited Piper and she invited Everleigh. What about Saylor?”
Gabriella huffed, folding her arms. She was way past tired of talking to me. “Obviously, I told Saylor all about it, but she wouldn’t join. Said it was a childish waste of time.” Her face changed. “Although...”