Cammie's POV
"We're still not any closer to finding out who the Thomas Monroe imposter is. Who do you think it could be?" Liz screamed in frustration. This was an insult to her, not knowing the answer to this huge question.
"We don't know, Liz!" I screamed back at her. I didn't mean to sound so harsh, but she was getting on my last nerve.
"I'm sorry." She sounded so sincere.
"It's all right," I told her. "We have to figure who this person is."
"Our best guess is Lillian," Bex said. She sounded so sure, I almost believe her myself.
"Are you sure?" How could she possibly be so sure?
"Positive."
"Let's go talk to my mom. Maybe she has some clues."
Zach's POV
"What happens if someone finds out you're not a guy?" I asked. We had a close call this morning. Someone walked in one her brushing her teeth while she didn't have her wig on. I don't know what she did, but it saved her ass.
"I…don't know." I knew it was hard for her to admit that.
"We'll figure something out," I told her.
Lillian's POV
I started crying. I just broke down and cried. Right there. People stopped to look at me. My wig fell off. My make up ran.
I remember yelling. I remember Code Black signals. I remember Dr. Steve telling everyone to back off.
I remember guns. I remember pain.
OOOOOOH. Cliffee. Sorry, guys. Take guesses. Maybe that's what I'll end up doing. I like to leave cliff hangers. What do you think is happening?