he sofa, wearing a fresh set of clothes Silas had brought. She had reapplied the dull foundation, put the glas

that looked like they cost more than Annelise's foster family

was like syrup laced with arsenic. "We were

onto the bed. He didn't loo

Preston demanded. "Do you know how bad this

the rim of her glasses. "Y

hand dismissively. "It was a high-stress situation.

n her lips. "Here, have some coffee. You l

e cup. Annelise

d. It was subtle, a motion meant to look like a fumble. The cup tipped. Scaldin

x too

t up, blurring with speed. She caught Felicia'

lise. It cascaded down the front of

ed, jumping back. "You

had never seen Annelise move like that.

f Felicia's wrist. She squeezed. She f

a screamed, drop

pped an octave, losing the tremble,

whispered into Felicia's ear, so low that only

elicia scrambled back, clu

n stepped forward, his face red

uncle knows what you did. You think your trust fund is safe? You think your position in the c

re than the coffee. He raised his hand, stepp

ed the trajectory. She could duck, strike his

eye, she saw a shadow in the

nce

-strike. She relaxed her cor

crashed into the coffee table. The crystal vase of lilies

curling into a ball on the floor,

and raised, confused. He h

.." Presto

's en

the doorway. It was

wailing about her dress. He looked at Preston, hand raised in a

es wen