Cassidy stood outside in the shadows. She was watching the house, learning their patterns and their connections to each other. She steadied herself for a long night of surveillance. She could manage it, she wanted to do this. Mason’s father needed any information he could get on this girl and she was all too willing to give it to him. She figured she could take care of two needs at once this way. She would get him the information he was seeking and at the same time she could do a little recon of her own.
She smiled as she thought of all the ways she could end the little brat up in the attic section of the house. It would be even better if she could compound the most suffering onto her before finally ending the light in her eyes after she begged her
