"YOU TALK ABOUT NIGHT as if it were a person," Mina said to Rhys, as she crouched to look under the chest of drawers that stood just outside the kitchen, even though she knew the cat wasn't there. But the search distracted her from her own thoughts: killing Luca for nothing, causing Astrid's death, being a bad friend to Cam. She wondered again why Cam wasn't talking to her. I have to start stalking her soon, Mina thought. And then I still need to 'die'. Jack hadn't followed up on their conversation, but she was sure he hadn't forgotten it. She sighed as she stood up; the bramble of worries always caught up with her.
"Not a person, exactly," Rhys said, oblivious to her internal monologue. His voice was muffled by the closet he had his head stuck into, though the cat wasn't there either. "A
