resting gently on his arm. Her face was

ke honey. "Amelia is so strong, a true survivor. Maybe she just ne

ing his delusion

away from the horrific scene his staff was now carefully cordoning

You know how she is. She'll come back when she's ready to stop b

, cold resolve. He looked at Chloe,

o far this time. This is the final stra

ay, with the smell of death lingering in the air. "We c

"I want this house cleared. Pack up all of Mrs. Easton's belongi

n the cellar, Ethan stalked through the master suite he had s

cellar. He picked it up. It was the one he' d given her, engraved with the coor

nd as a final, calculated insult. A reminder of

t me with this?" he sna

to pieces, the delicate needle snapping, the silver casing denting. He crushed

othing bu

who was waiting for him w

king his glass against

ure. It would detail the desperate, bloody handprints on the inside of the door. It would note

He had his own narrative,