Looking at the woman and the way she was dressed, Max could instantly tell she was most likely connected to some kind of group, probably not a good one.
But what he didn’t expect was the way she called out to him, using his real name. It wasn’t subtle. It was a threat. And it made Max wonder, how did someone like her even know that kind of information?
Seriously? What’s with people showing up at my school? Max thought. Is my information really that easy to find?
The only reason the Rejected Corps even knew about this place was because Dipter had been here. So how did this woman know?
Regardless of how she knew, her revealing his real name could spell big trouble. If it got out to the wrong people, or even just the wrong students, Max might be forced to leave the school. And that would ruin everything he had planned.
"I see you want to talk, then," Max said, steadying himself. "I’ll follow you, wherever you want to go."
"Max!" Joe called out, stepping forward. "Let me come with you!"
Max shook his head and leaned in close so only Joe could hear.
"I might be walking into something serious," he whispered. "Something that’ll take a lot more than just the two of us to deal with. Call Aron. Tell him to follow me as soon as possible. He’ll know what to do from there."
Max had no idea who this woman was. She wasn’t someone he recognized from the Rejected Corps. Could she be from the Chalkline Boys instead? But weren’t all of them supposed to be men?
Then again, maybe "Chalkline Boys" was just a name, not a description of the members themselves.
Still, another possibility crept into his mind. Could someone from the Stern family have sent her?
I’m starting to realize I’ve made more enemies in this new body than I ever had before, Max thought. This might be even worse than when I was leading the White Tiger Group.
Regardless, Max followed the woman, and the rest of the students were left behind, stunned and confused, watching him go.
"No... it can’t be!" Abby gasped, her hand covering her mouth. "Is that... is that Max’s lover?!"
"What?!" The others all turned sharply, their eyes practically popping out of their heads.
"Don’t be silly! What would make you say something like that?" Cindy asked.
"Because... because..." Abby’s face had already turned bright red from the thought alone, but she couldn’t stop herself. She blurted it out anyway. "Max said he likes older women!"
The others were silenced by her words. Cindy smacked her own forehead, finally connecting the dots. That’s why Abby had asked that strange question earlier in the day.
"I don’t think it’s that," Sheri replied, trying to calm things down. "That woman... she called out his name like she wasn’t even sure it was really him. Like she was working off a description or something. Don’t worry."
Sheri wanted to say more, but something held her back. So she kept it to herself and just thought it instead.
If I know Max... he only has eyes for one person. And it’s the one who’s worrying about him the most right now.
"You know what I want to know?" Cindy said, raising her brow. "It’s what that woman said. You all heard it, right? She mentioned his real name. Max didn’t even deny it. So what gives? Is ’Max’ short for something? Why would saying his real name be such a big deal? It was like when a parent uses your full name to scold you."
Sheri was starting to think more deeply about it too. The phrase "real name" put her on high alert for a second.



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