CHAPTER ELEVEN
She had the dream again.
Frank Nobilini had been walking toward her, stepping in the blood that had seeped out of the bathroom. Only this time, instead of his wife following after him, he was accompanied by Jack Tucker. They both held handguns, offering them to her.
“Here,” Frank said. “Do it. Shoot us. Kill us. It’s just the same as not finding who put these holes in the back of our heads.”
He turned to show her the hole he was referencing. Jack did the same. As they turned their backs to her, the holes in the backs of their heads started to grow in size, eating away the rest of the heads like some strange fungus.
Kate sat up with a start, her heart surging in her chest. She felt her stomach lurching at that last image from the dream and for a moment, she thought she m
