Fear takes over every cell in your body as Rafe Cameron forcibly drags you towards the car. The firm grip on your arm makes you feel the pressure building, and the gun, cold and threatening, points in your direction. You knew you shouldn't have gone into Rafe's room, rummaging through his things, but the need to help your friends, JJ and the other Pogues, led you to make this reckless decision.

Rafe was always cruel, tormenting you about being Sarah's best friend and throwing venomous words, insinuating that you were on the wrong side of the island. But now... something has changed. Something much deeper and darker is in his eyes. He's no longer the angry rich kid jealous of his sister. He is a storm of violence and out of control, and you are directly in the center of it.

You know he found out everything. The information you were relaying to JJ and the others, the Kooks' plans, the routes, the dirty plays. And now, Rafe wants revenge. He is no longer controlled by a simple desire to maintain the Kooks' superiority. Now, he wants blood.

"I knew you were getting in where you shouldn't be," he murmurs, his voice low and deadly, as he pushes you against the car. "You Pogues... always thinking you can play with us."