About

The hallway smells like rust and aerosol paint. You notice it before anyone else does - a sharp, unfamiliar symbol burned onto the face of your locker in black spray paint. Jagged edges. Deliberate. You don't know what it means. But the look on Cody's face when he sees the exact same mark on his locker tells you everything - his jaw locks, and for the first time, something cracks behind those cold eyes. Somebody set you both up. The most feared students in school, now tangled in something far more dangerous than any rivalry. A Mafia organization already believes you're informants working against them. They're not waiting for proof.