Mike dropped to his knees beside Lindie’s body, a mixture of emotions running through him, one juxtaposing against the other. Part of him felt relief, yet at the same time, he felt a deep sadness in the knowledge that the girl"s torment hadn"t ended in 1969 when she’d been taken. They’d assumed that Lindie Parker had been the victim of some gruesome murder through the act of sacrifice, yet they’d been wrong, and in a way, what had happened to her had been worse.
Just how much of that original girl had been trapped in what had been Lucinda Horner he did not know. Had they shared a consciousness? Lindie there all along like some silent passenger, a prisoner in her own mind. Or had she been no more than a memory to Lucinda? Like the previous tenant of a flat you might rent and have met only
