C37 ICE THIRTY-SEVEN: FEVER, POSTER AND DISASTER.

MADISON'S POV:

The incident at the gala wasn't what killed me inside—it was seeing evil people like the Wallaces happy and whole while I crumbled. I'd resorted to finding a private investigator, more serious than ever, though I'd been meeting nothing but dead ends since the day I set my mind to using one.

I finally stumbled upon one that looked nothing like someone who could get the job done