That woman Kate and I saw, buried beneath her fortress of bookshelves, was a woman who had stood on this beach as well. Perhaps she recognized her daughter's body. Perhaps she trudged hip-deep in the lake in search of her child.
"Do you believe she knows something?" Dean asked.
There was one certainty, though. Dean had either not read Kate's first chapter at all or Rhys' prediction that he wouldn't understand it was correct.
"Consider this for a moment. What would you do if you were going to threaten or extort someone for information?" Rhys stated, rubbing his face and masking his emotions.
"Threatened their family," Dean replied, his voice devoid of emotion.
Endanger the life of a young girl. Allow her body to be discovered in a lake.
"And how would you prevent a swarm of teen
