her live, but something told her the truth would serve
her better.
“Yeah.” Her answer was more breath than formed
word.
“Do you know what they are?”
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“No.”Maybe.They were something dark. Something evil. And they’d come from inside the two people,
two killers, who had in turn been killed. What had he
said earlier? That he was here for a darksoul. Was that
what those slimy balloons were? Darksouls?
Did she have one inside her, obsidian and oily?
After what she had and hadn’t done, the choices
she’d made—choices that had indirectly led her here—
she thought she might. What she’d done…did it make
her a monster now?
She felt like one, for sure.Rhianna.Her foster sister.
It hurt even to think her name. So she locked it away
in a dark corner of her mind and she pressed her
parched lips tight. It didn’t help. She was shaking so
hard that her teeth clacked together like a jackhammer.
The events of the past two days were catching up to
her, big-time.
“She wasn’t your friend. You know that, yes?”
Horror congealed in her gut. Heknew.About Rhianna. How?
Then he glanced at the bodies, and she realized he
was talking about Marcie, telling her that Marcie
hadn’t been her friend.
“Yeah.” She did know it,now,though she hadn’t when
she’d followed Marcie here like a lamb to the slaughter.