*Molly*
“This person is not the same who attacked us at the cabin,” Peter says, confirming what I knew deep inside. I sigh, closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose.
“You’re sure?” Seth asks.
“This person was more pale,” David agrees. “I didn’t get a good look out there, but while both men had dark hair, the one at the cabin had more tanned skin.”
“f*****g hell,” I say, standing and climbing the stairs up to the attic. I knew they likely weren’t working alone, but I was so hopeful.
I hear Seth stand, but Lily speaks. “I’ll go. I think she needs to talk about things no one else will understand.”
“Do you even understand?” he challenges, clearly unhappy about being told to stay.
“More than most,” she explains. “But this is a gift I don’t think anyone has ever seen b
