Chapter 22
I BLINKED, AND I WAS magicked back to my cell. Well, in the hospital room passing for a jail cell, still sitting in my chair.
I rolled off the chair and landed on the bed, grasping for my locket.
“Mother,” I whispered. “Mother, what should I do?”
If they were watching me through these two-way walls, then they would think I was crazy and talking to the memory of my dead mother.
It was close enough to be the truth, but it wasn’t the whole story.
Oh, Ava, I’m so sorry, baby. I don’t know where I went, or how I got back. But I’m here now.
I think I knew what had happened. Tavlor had taken her spirit out, and then returned her to me.
But why? Why would he have done so in the first place, and why had he brought her back?
Perhaps there was more to Tavlor than his blind obedie
