REBECCA
I couldn't believe it.
Yet, I couldn't deny it either.
Sheila was there, standing in front of me and more alive than ever: she was wearing a nurse's uniform, still stained with the blood of the unfortunate previous owner, and the grin on her face was the same she had had the day she had blackmailed me out of my house.
I'd often wondered, especially in the first weeks after I left and then in the weeks after Reiner came back into my life, what I'd do if I found her in front of me. Never in those scenarios had I contemplated feeling such totalizing and paralyzing fear.
It was clear that this woman was there with one purpose - to kill me - and I was not only unable to deal with her, but I had a newborn fighting for her own life to protect ... a newborn who could be killed by some
