By the time the police arrived, there were three of us left. Three originals. Three best friends. Architects of what was once a secret society.
The difference between leaders and initiates was evident. We designed it that way, dictated that initiates wore the white of sacrificial lambs and us bloody red. No confusion over who appeared to be in charge.
The long awaited (yes, I know it has only been 5 months, but that is a long time if you want a sequel) second book in this series is here! And I have to say that I enjoyed myself as much, if not more than the previous book.