ASHER
I froze in place and my blood suddenly ran cold.
Five years ago? A weak spot?
Did he… did he mean Cora? Did he know about her, about the inferno?
How?
“What are you talking about?” I demanded as I regained control over myself. Surely he was trying to rattle me, but what did he mean?
“You know what I mean,” the imposter laughed cruelly, and then he shook his head slowly. “Poor, naive boy. There’s no way you believe that it was an accident. Or that the woman was stupid enough to set the fire herself.”
The lightness of his mocking tone was enough to ignite my fury. I wanted to tear him apart for speaking about her like this. For a moment, I thought I was about to give in to my anger, but I managed to stay calm and smother my agitation.
I rolled my shoulders back and narrowed my
