Chapter 125 The Handwriting

• Elijah
• I didn’t tell Agnes where I was going. She’d been through enough lately, and I didn’t want to add to her stress. Besides, I wasn’t even sure what I was looking for. All I knew was that Ava had done something suspicious, something that might have had a connection to Agnes’s missing wolf, and I needed to hear it for myself.
• As I drove to Ava’s house, my mind whirled with memories of Agnes’s words yesterday. “You were supposed to be mine, but she stole you from me.” The very same words she’d said in my dream.