Cordelia Liu knew Shadow School was going to be different. Black gates and ivied walls. Long hallways lined with old paintings. A tower with a window that looks like an eye. Different she expected; different she could handle. Still, Cordelia can't shake the feeling that something's not right-and that she's being carefully watched.
The answer isn't just in front of her eyes-it's in her gym, next to the bulletin board, even in the cafeteri...(more