Ella's P.O.V.
I stepped out of the shower that night feeling productive. That day, Daniel and I had discovered some interesting connections between the hospital and a few local funeral homes. I hoped this was an important new lead.
Wrapping a towel around my body, I wiped the steamy mirror and brushed my damp hair. I grabbed a robe from behind the bathroom door and put it on.
It was likely Cain's seeing as it was nearly four sizes too big for me. Nonetheless, I tied the rope around my waist tightly and opened the bathroom door.
The sun had set a few hours earlier, so the room was dark.
I walked over to the fireplace and lit a match to light a fire. The flame spread quickly and I added a log to the hearth. I watched as the fire grew and I was relieved to feel the heat that it provided.
