is of the Kensington family's past. Old chairs, broken lamps. In the

The stuffing was comi

ken it one day, demanding it because she was "sad." Dejah fo

l sadness. She felt a cold, hard

the attic was non-existent, turning the floor into a diaphr

ear to the wood. Her hearing focuse

ll. "Not with Vanderbilt sniffing around. If she disappears

er adoptive father-Robert. "The stocks are tanking. If

s obsessed with health. We show him a happy, healthy family. We charm him. Once the check

rli

et worth: 4 billion. Collector of antiquities. Medica

t was elegant. I

a small tin case. Inside the case were six special alloy needles. She had stolen them from a medical supply s

like a shadow, distributing her weight on the balls of her feet to avoid creaking

years ago. She didn't vault the wall-her knees wouldn't take the impact. I

h of cash-fifty dollars in small bills-from the lining of her sho

red face, leered at her. She stared back, her face hidden in the shadow of a baseball

rk. She walked to a laundromat that had a "

dryer that was out of order. She tapped a rhyt

ung open. It

cked t

air grew hot and thick. The sound

Ba

ggling tunnel turned into a black market. Stalls lined the walls

ap lower. She ne

oward the "J

an in a tailored suit swirled a glass of whiskey.

Nate said, nursin

cted. He pointed down. "Look