Together with two friends, Jane started Girls Like Us because she was tired of watching women make themselves smaller after midnight. For a while, it worked. The collective made the night feel safer. But the more power they gained, the harder it became to tell what they were really doing. Then Sam showed up at one of their parties, and by morning he was dead. What followed forced Jane to confront the thing she had hoped would never happen: the group she believed in had taken it upon itself to decide who deserved to be punished.

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Author: Raisa Huisden