you there

dge of the cliff. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a mint. She unwrapped it s

as a funnel that directed sound upward, away from the house. The p

egged. "I have money in my

inter of 2018. She had been evicted. She had called Alejandra, begging for a

ly, though Alejandra couldn't h

loose stones over the edge. Th

itched up in hope. "Is that

g Alejandra alive but broken was better than murder. A coma, a lifetime of rehabilitation-these were fates

d carefully retightened one of the remaining bolts on a post that hadn't fallen, then scuffed the area around the shea

ragged, painful breaths. Alejandra had likely passed out from

s, a pale shimmer against the dark rocks. Unmoving. It was enough. The heiress was neutralized,

was just a shadow

was a lamb to be slaughtered. But Jane was a ghos

need to go down. She had done what

ed to the Lodge. The n