DEVON'S POV
That same evening, we set out for the evening run-through with only one goal in mind: find out anything about the mole.
It was like looking for a needle in the haystack because we don't even know if we are looking for a living being, but like Jason said, someone has to know something.
“Did you know Estrella?“ I asked the woman with the missing fingers. I wonder how she came to be fingerless, but I dare not ask.
“Luna Estrella? Your wife?“
“Yes. Did you know her?“
“Hmmm. Is she dead?“ She asked in a stage whisper.
I thought about the answer and how it could spread. “No.“
“How come we're not seeing her around?“
“You used to see her around?“
“Goddess, no.“
I tried to keep my irritation in check. “You don't?“
“No. Is she heavily injured, by the way, because I was hidi
