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CHAPTER ONE

Dani

THE ELEVATOR JOLTED TO A STOP With sweaty fingers, I pounded the button to the penthouse floor

A groaning noise filtered in fro, then slowly sunk down until I was onht? In a few seconds, everything would be fine, and I'd be telling the story to my sister Pris and her movie star husband

They'd laugh

I'd pretend to laugh

And we'd forget about it

Or they'd forget about it, and I'd have night stuck in an elevator while it plummeted twelve stories

Two minutes went by, one to Disneyland, never ridden on any of their rides, but I iined that the Tower of Terror felt exactly like this htlessness

Please let there be no weightlessness

Logically, I kneas fine Kneould be fine

But logic had taken a long vacation from my brain — and had yet to return ever since o

Because logic was that thing that kept me sane, the voice in the back of my head that said, "Hey, it's fine What are the odds that out of all the elevators in the world, yours is the one to crap out and plummet you to your untimely death at seventeen?"

Logic would have asked about the odds that I got in a car accident? Furthermore, ere the odds that I'd be the only survivor? Apparently, h In a weak ine

Just like I'd done with every other paranoia I had

Anaphylactic shock via bee sting? Forty percent

Getting tra eaten by a shark Yeah, let's just say I' on an African safari anytiht

And that was another thing What were the odds, out of all the people for ht-laced sister to marry, she'd fall for action hero Jaazine's sexiest men alive, who also happened to be best friends with rock duo, AD2?

Yeah, you couldn't Google that crap

Not that it would matter

The odds of that were next to one in a billion

So it ht?

I ically?

I hated logic

I shivered as the elevator hts were still on, so at least we hadn't lost power — yet

Another jolt, like the elevator was caught on so, and then itforward into the doors