Lydia, Killian, Sofia, Frank, and the doll sat facing each other in the boat while Lyon steered. The hum of the motor set Lydia in a relaxed trance. She was ashamed of herself for doubting they would find Arabella but now her confidence and hope were rising. She felt she already had the upper hand on the Guardians at the mill. She saw them and the layout of the room. It should be simple. She dug into her pocket and played with the stones she had used for Sissy’s prison. She was never going to let the others put themselves in any danger. She tried to make a plan in her head, as for, how to get them close enough, and still enough, for her to put the four rocks around them to keep them safe, but she knew she would just have to figure it out when the time came. Frank stared at her like he coul
