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Hanna listened, but there were no sounds of her one to work Ms Marin had been weirdly attentive in the past few days, bringing ho Teen Moive Hanna a h Ms Marin had a very well-known aversion to feet On the one hand, Hanna thought it eet that herto make an effort and stand by her But it was too late Her fate was sealed

She fell into a kitchen chair, flipped on the TV, and absently stroked Dot’s sht her eye TEN NEW MESSAGES Her heart lifted, thinking one ht be from her dad, who she hadn’t heard froh each of the es They were all fro, wrote Mason Byers I bet you hurt Noel, too, right?

And froler: I hope you rot in Jamaica forever, bitch And Colleen Bebris, Mike’s ex: I knew you were capable of this sort of thing

Even Madison had written: Maybe I forgave you too soon Now I don’t knohat to think about the crash

More of the sa these nonstop since she had been released froood she’d been suspended: If she returned to Rosewood Day, she’d be the irl at school

She held her phone in her palms for a few e of a waving A appeared Then came her father’s voice-over: I’e

Hanna watched the whole PSA from start to finish She would be the only person in Pennsylvania who actually saw it, as it had been pulled from the networks before it even aired "And that’s why I stand behind Tohtly at the end, offering a huge smile

The camera zoomed in on her father’s supportive expression He turned to Hanna at the end of the co love and pride and loyalty

What a farce

As if on cue, a news broadcast appeared on the TV in the kitchen Hanna looked up The anchor was talking about Hanna’s dad’s run for Senate "Since Mr Marin’s daughter’s arrest, there has been a sharp downturn of Toraph appeared on the screen A bold red line, representing the nue "Protesters demand that he withdraw," the reporter added

There was a shot of an angry ns They’d been on the news nonstop, too--they were the same people who had protested outside Grahaood deal of time with them the day Hanna was released from jail, when they’d picketed her father’s office It looked like they were in front of the office again today Some of thee, but there were new signs now of Mr Marin’s face with a red slash across it and Hanna, Spencer, E devil horns

Hanna flicked off the TV fast, experiencing the dizzy feeling she got when she knew she was going to puke She fled to the bathroom and leaned over the bowl until the queasiness passed Then she felt for her phone in her pocket She had to fix this for her dad His voters needed to understand that this wasn’t her fault He needed to understand it, too

The doorbell rang Dot sca hysterically Hanna stood up and trudged down the hall A shape ht, and she worried for ato take her to Jaet her out of the country early

But it was just Mike "Your final exa an envelope into her hands

Hanna stared at it Honors Calculus it said at the top

"You have two hours," Mike said, glancing at his watch "And they’re even letting me be your proctor Do you want to start now?"

Hanna suddenly felt exhausted When was she ever going to use calculus--especially if she was in prison? "Let’s do it later," she said, placing the envelope on the side table in the foyer "I need a favor"

"Anything," Mike said auton office Now"

Mike’s eyes darted back and forth "Are you sure that’s a good idea? I thought you weren’t allowed to leave the house"

Hanna glared at hiether "But I don’t want to see you upset"

Hanna crossed her arms over her chest She’d told Mike how her dad hadn’t shown up at the police station or contacted her in the week since And then, because she’d been extra upset, she’d also told hi her father had ever done to her

"It’s so I need to do," she said firmly

Mike walked up to Hanna and took her hand "Okay," he said, opening the front door again "Then let’s go"

When Hanna and Mike pulled up to Mr Marin’s office building, at least fifty protesters clogged the sidewalks Even though Hanna had anticipated them from the news, it was intense to actually see them in person

"It’s okay," Mike said, then handed Hanna a hoodie fronize you I can handle theh the picketers Hanna kept her head down, her heart pounding the whole time She was terrified one of the picketers would notice her They surrounded Mike, screa to see Tom Marin?" And, "Make hiton!" sohtly around her and ushered her through the doors The protesters’ voices were muffled once they were in the atrius Her heart beat fast as she padded toward the elevator and re she were still home in bed