Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kayla helped Brett fill the glitter vials, seated at the kitchen table in Brian’s new house. She tried not to think about how low the contents of the ice cream container were. She hoped it got them through to almost the end. Besides, they hadn’t had a single cloaked soul stalker in the last handful of nights. She wanted to see if Brian’s theory about the cloak worked. And it wasn’t something they could do unless the soul stalkers were unconscious. Well, she couldn’t imagine it’d be an easy task if they were conscious.
Brett put the cap on the last vial. “Good thing there’s only six days left. We’ve used up nearly all the ashes between the sixteen vials.”
Kayla looked at the scattering of the ashes in the bottom of the ice cream container. She ignored the sensation i
