CHAPTER SIXTEEN
My breathing speeds up.
Am I a victim of my own success? The first person I formally question turns out to be the culprit?
It could be. Kit could’ve turned into Leal, the dreamwalker, to get close enough to push Ryan, the elf, off the cliff. She could’ve turned into a bird, pecked Leal to death, and opened the cages to blame it on the doves. And she’s just proven that she could’ve turned into an orc to rip Gemma, the animal controller, in half. The only part I’m not clear about is how she could’ve shot Tatum, the succubus, with an arrow from so far away—but perhaps she’d turned into an elf and got their perfect marksmanship?
But if Kit is the killer, why did she root for me at the trial? Reverse psychology, maybe?
One thing’s for sure: If she kills me now, it will prov
