As Lucas walked toward his car, he couldn’t shake the feeling of relief that washed over him. The town was finally safe, and for the first time in a long while, Luna would no longer be in danger. Yet, despite the weight lifting off his shoulders, he couldn’t help but notice the sadness in his sister’s eyes. The realization that she had nearly befriended the very person responsible for the terror in their town weighed heavily on her.
Luna stood by the door, her arms crossed tightly around her chest, staring out at the empty street. She couldn’t shake the images of the past few days from her mind—the killer she had unknowingly crossed paths with, the moments of fear when she had realized she could’ve been next.
“I never thought it would be him,” Luna muttered to herself. She was still proc
