Chapter 396

• That night, Sierra did not sleep. She sat alone at her desk, the lights in her room were dim, the curtains drawn tight. The campus outside was quiet, but inside, her mind was on racing. The image of Cathy’s face kept returning.
• Her face, her noise, that resemblance to she could not dismiss, no matter how hard she tried.
• “Coincidences existed,” Sierra thought, “but this was not one of them.” She had survived long enough to know the difference.