Cassen smiled. He tapped the glass, and the image shifted, changing to a book. "It's a fake made by Alex and me."
They all widened their eyes, but they couldn't hide their smiles. It seemed the long-time game Cassen was talking about would be interesting.
Cassen took the mirror book and started browsing through it, his fingers slow, deliberate, like he was turning pages in someone else's fate. Thirty minutes later Ava descended the stairs from the second floor looking all happy. Too happy. The kind of happy that made 'chloe's jaw clench before she even opened her mouth.
"How is it?" Chloe asked eagerly. She leaned forward, elbows on her knees, neck straight like a drawn bow. Her thumb brushed against her middle and ring finger — that nervous tic she got when money was involved.
