The Lying Game Complete Collection - Sara Shepard Page 0,83

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FIRST EDITION

Epigraph

The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple.

–OSCAR WILDE

Contents

Epigraph

Prologue - Life After Death

Chapter 1 - Charmed Life

Chapter 2 - CSI, Tucson

Chapter 3 - Spinning Her Wheels

Chapter 4 - Paper Trail

Chapter 5 - Extreme Times Call for Extreme Measures

Chapter 6 - A Criminal History

Chapter 7 - The Ultimate Prank

Chapter 8 - Truth or Consequences

Chapter 9 - Daddy’s Little Girl

Chapter 10 - Fish Out of Water

Chapter 11 - Nothing Like a Threat at 2 A.M.

Chapter 12 - A Secret of a Different Kind

Chapter 13 - Double the Trouble

Chapter 14 - An Opening . . . and a Closing

Chapter 15 - An A for Effort

Chapter 16 - X Marks the Spot

Chapter 17 - Tremors and Treachery and Threats, Oh My!

Chapter 18 - The Writing on the Wall

Chapter 19 - Creepy Vampires to the Left, Stalkers to the Right

Chapter 20 - Service with a Snicker

Chapter 21 - Tweet, Untweet

Chapter 22 - The Awful Truth

Chapter 23 - The Viking’s Revenge

Chapter 24 - Almost, But Not Quite

Chapter 25 - One Down, One to Go

Chapter 26 - A Shove in the Dark

Chapter 27 - Walled In

Chapter 28 - The Darkest Place in the World

Chapter 29 - The Aftermath

Chapter 30 - Clever Little Bitches

Chapter 31 - The Moment We’ve Been Waiting For

Chapter 32 - A Moment in Time

Epilogue - A Moment in Time

Acknowledgments

Credits

Copyright

Prologue

Life After Death

It’s the little things you miss when you die. The feel of sliding into bed when you’re exhausted, the clean scent in the Arizona air after a storm during monsoon season, the flutter in your stomach when you see your crush walking down the hall. My killer took all those things away from me just before my eighteenth birthday.

And because of fate—and a threat from my murderer—my long-lost twin sister, Emma Paxton, stepped into my life.

When I died two weeks ago, I popped into Emma’s world, a world that was about as different from mine as you could get. From that very first moment I saw what Emma saw, went where she went . . . and watched. I watched as Emma reached out to me on Facebook and as someone posing as me told her to visit. I watched as Emma traveled to Tucson, cautiously hopeful about our reunion. I watched as my friends tackled Emma, thinking she was me, and brought her to a party. I stood beside her when she got the note that said I was dead, warning her that if she didn’t continue to pretend to be me, that if she told anyone who she really was, she’d be dead, too.

I watch today as Emma pulls on my favorite thin white tee and swipes my shimmery NARS blush onto her high cheekbones. I can say nothing as she slides into the skinny jeans I used to live in on weekends and sorts through my cherrywood jewelry box for my favorite silver locket, the one that sends rainbow prisms around the room when it catches the light. And I sit silently by as Emma sends a text confirming brunch plans with my best friends, Charlotte and Madeline, even though I would’ve worded it differently. Still, Emma has the basics of me down cold—almost no one has noticed she isn’t me.

Emma puts my phone down, an uneasy look on her face. “Where are you, Sutton?” she asks aloud in a nervous whisper, as if she knows I’m close.

I wish I could send her a message from beyond the grave: I’m here. And this is how I died. Only when I died, my memory died, too. I have glimpses here and there of who I used to be, but only a few solid, fleshed-out moments have bobbed to the surface. My death is as much a mystery to me as it is to Emma. All I know in my heart, in my bones, is that someone killed me. And that same someone is watching Emma as closely as I am.

Does this scare me? Yes. But through Emma, I’ve been given a chance to uncover what happened in those final moments before I took my last breath. And the more I discover about who I was and the secrets I kept, the more I realize how much danger surrounds my long-lost twin.

My enemies are everywhere. And sometimes, those we least suspect turn out to be our biggest threats.

Chapter 1

Charmed Life

“This way to the terrace.” A tanned,