"I don't want to believe she'd hurt anybody but..." She looked away sadly. "...what if she's helping Damien?"
That single sentence detonated inside Rhett's head. What if she's here to help Damien Cross?
...
Upstairs….Sage sat cross-legged on her bedroom floor brushing Peach's fur.
Harper lay upside down across the bed scrolling through social media. "I've officially decided your mansion is haunted."
Sage smiled. "What brought you to that conclusion?"
Harper didn't even look up. "I passed one hallway and got glared at by three different people."
She counted on her fingers. "Mr. Angry Eyebrows, The handsome emotionally constipated one and Captain Sleep-Deprived Surgeon."
Sage laughed. "They have names like Harper."
"I know, I choose not to use them."
Peach purred loudly and Harper
