Chapter 17 Shadows Don't Lie

• The rain returned that night, falling lightly with steady waves against the mansion windows. Kelly sat curled on the edge of the couch in the study, her journal open in her lap, but her eyes kept drifting back to the fireplace. She hadn’t written in days, not since the event that happened in the tunnel. Not since she’d been dragged out, blindfolded, and drenched in fear.
• She still didn’t know who had been in the tunnel with her cause Vincent had denied everything. Rowel had gone eerily silent about the matter, brushing it off like it never happened. But the growing ache in Kelly’s gut told her something was coming. Something that would shatter everything she thought she knew.
• Trust no one. Not even yourself.