(Danielle)
I read it again and again, until the words burned me.
Not Millie, too. No.
I had already lost Daisy.
My hands were trembling. The notebook slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a dull thud, but I barely noticed. My lungs tightened, my pulse roaring in my ears like a warning drum.
Millie.
No. No, no, no.
I couldn’t breathe. My eyes stung as I stared at the last message, the letters carved into the page with violent strokes, as if the pen had been a weapon itself.
I HAVE MILLIE BARNS. IF YOU WANT TO SAVE HER, YOU WILL COME TO LAKER WOODS THIS EVENING. ALONE. FIND A WAY TO SHAKE YOUR SHADOW.
My shadow. He was talking about Damien.
Of course, he knew. He knew it before, and he was planning to abduct Millie for two days. That was why he was silent for the past two
