s center. The silence was more te

ast long shadows, but there was no sign of a fight. The agents who had been on duty w

room. They had just returned. Sabrina was clinging to

d with triumphant rage as he pointed

mother, Jocelyn? What did you do with her? Did you have ou

f my jacket, his knuck

said, my voice hoarse.

to hit me when a calm, powerfu

oug

ed his mission. His face was grim, his eyes missing noth

s voice low and dangerous. "A Scythe specialty

d made a sharp, cutti

rld sh

room vanished like smoke. The

es riddled with wounds. The walls were scorched and splattered with b

re my mind had seen empty space, w

Maria Lester was

ina let out a choked sob and bur

from anger to a new, terrible certainty. The grief and rage i

lready b