Chapter 35

• I stare at this camera on my countertop and think of who to call.
• Judah or maybe Phoebe. Who would do this? How come I'm just seeing this? I run my hands down my hair and itch it. I'm going insane. One tiny little heirloom is trying to consume my life and I don't even know what to do with myself anymore.
• Who would plant a camera in my kitchen? And that's when something clicks. What if it's everywhere in my house? I carry a kitchen stool and take it to the living room. I drop it close to the wall and climb on it.