isted her head, workin

pe loosened

t, her voice raw, desp

sion one of mild anno

d her up

oser. "Even after watching your kids die, y

the party barn' s usual wo

, a lit cigarillo b

e glowing tip

ound, the smell of burning

d searing, sho

oes she look familiar, Ethan? Maybe l

even glancing prope

s are perfectly safe. Besides," he added, a smug l

old, unique. Little trackers inside, after that sec

lock

unique lockets

gold on her neck, the small

off, tearing at her skin, the

dn't recognize her

chose

tive nature of every loving gesture, eve

round those lockets, a symbol of h

lateral damage in Tiff' s sick game

ause he hadn' t recognized

nothing compared to the ice