Stillhouse lake by rachel caine6/10/2023 ![]() ![]() ![]() Jeans and pulling a T-shirt on as I step into shoes heading to the door. Each of us mistrusting the other again, which might have been Trying to work out how I could have done it to my own kids. Unless they’re in it together? Meanwhile, I can sense he was thinking the same thing about me. He hadn’t had a drop of blood on him when I stopped at his house. That would have given him at least an hour to come here and… do what? Talk his way in, somehow abduct my kids without getting a mark on him? And take them where? No. They’d probably let Sam Cade in, but Sam… would Sam have had time to do this? Yes. “Who would they let in?” “Nobody!” I half cry that, but I realize it isn’t true almost instantly. That she knows she’s failed, and the price… the price may be higher than either of us wants to face. ![]() She doesn’t react to that, though she braces, and I have the sense that it hurts. “You were supposed to be watching!” I throw that last at Kezia. Who did you tell?” “Nobody,” I say numbly. ![]()
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