Author: S.T. Abby
Category: Young Adult
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“Haven’t had to. Lana is too good to leave behind trace evidence.” She sighs as she stands. “But I would have. Yes. As far as risks go, you’re the only one she’s ever taken. You’re the one string to unravel all she has worked for since the night they shattered her and her brother. Are you going to take that away?”
“According to Jake, that’s not possible, no matter what I choose,” I state bitterly, wondering just how close he is to Lana. I don’t doubt her words when she said there was nothing sexual going on—for some reason I trust her on that, even though she told me that before I knew he was helping her slaughter ghosts from her pasts.
“He doesn’t know you or how good you are,” Hadley says as she starts grabbing her laptop.
“Do you know where she is?”
She looks me in the eye. “I have a hunch. I’ll share it with you if you pick the right side. Let me know what you decide.”
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I follow her out, determined not to let her out of my sight, when a guy walks up. He’s familiar for some reason, and I watch his hands that are nested in his pockets. With his shoulders hunched forward and trepidation in his eyes, he looks too meek to be a threat.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m looking for SSA Bennett. My sister said you guys were camped out here.” He darts a glance around.
“I’m SSA Bennett,” I say warily, my hand leisurely hanging out on my gun holster, as my fingers slowly click open the strap that tucks my weapon in.
He pulls his hands out of his pockets, letting them dangle by his sides.
“I’m Devin Thomas.”
His name tells me why his face is familiar.
“You really shouldn’t be in this town right now,” I tell him, my jaw ticking.
Every fiber in me is fighting to restrain the urge to pummel his face into oblivion; a dark, protective side emerging on accident and surprising me. Knowing Lana was Victoria is changing everything about this case, making it personal. I didn’t know to what extreme until this moment.
“It’s a risk I’m willing to take,” he says grimly. “I have information you need.”
My eyes narrow. “You’re too late. We have tons of statements about what the thirteen of you did that night.”
He grimaces before running a hand through his hair. “That night has haunted me every waking and sleeping moment for the past decade. I may not have committed the same sins, but I was just as guilty. And if the Scarlet Slayer decides I need to die, I won’t blame her in the least.”
“Her?” I muse, my lips twitching when he pales.
Lana has already paid him a visit, it seems.
“I mean, him. Her. Whatever. Anyway, I came to tell you about Jane Davenport. I know you already know about that night.”
My eyebrows knit together. “Kyle’s mother,” I state flatly.
“Can we go inside?” he asks, looking around warily at the woods that surround us.
I gesture for him to go inside Hadley’s cabin, and I glance around, seeing Leonard. I nod for him to join me, and he jogs up.
“Who’s that guy?”
“Devin Thomas.”
He sucks in a breath, and we both enter the cabin as Devin takes a seat, rubbing his hands together nervously. “Why haven’t you arrested anyone? If you knew what we did, I mean.”
“Words mean nothing without any physical evidence. But if you’ll sign a confession, I’ll gladly take you in.”
I smile darkly, and he swallows, nodding.
“I’ve turned my life around, but if I feel as though that’s what God wants me to do, so be it. For now, let me tell you about Jane.”
“What about her?” Leonard asks, sitting down.