“You…” she said as she recognized the unexpected visitor.
Cassie gasped in surprise when she realized it was the hooded figure she was staring at. “It’s you...” Cassie asked. “Is that... you? Of course, you’re you, but are you the you who’s on our side... as in the good guys?” Cassie was well aware that her jumbled babbling was making her appear insane, but she couldn’t bring herself to stop for some strange reason. While she knew that this meeting with the hooded lady was inevitable, she’d always assumed it would be during the daytime and with Derrick by her side. Which caused Cassie to pause and consider why the lady was here in the dead of night. What was her strategy this time? Cassie became enraged as she recalled the game this lady played with their emotions when she abducted her ba
