long grasping fingers, flo
the flames growing hotter. The tiny flame in his palm reflected demonic shad
swayed his injured body. But
grenade-her grandmother's last words, Ryan's father's murder, all the proof they n
he rem
" she whispe
The old rumor her grandmother would laugh about: a smug
in closer. "Wh
ploded across the floor as she pounded her palm over the location of the hi
the dark maw just as Charles
barely made it into the tunnel before Lena yanked the lever inside,
s impen
felt their way along the damp brick walls. "You've
hysterical. "Grandma sa
e arson does
After trekking what felt like miles (but was probably ju
They came out from behind the boarded-up bakery on Harbor Street-just
distance. Not the only fi
nged, but the damning pages were intact. "
r wrist. "I kn