She glanced uneasily at the mansion. Merry had to be stopped before she could kill again. If she wasn't here, they had to find her. Which meantshe had to go in and steal something still holding the teenager's psyche. She doubted Larson would actually lend them another bracelet.
She shoved her hands into her jacket pockets and glanced at Ben. "Let's get this over with."
They walked to the far end of the house. Ben climbed the steps and approached the side door cautiously. Something flickered through her mind, a specter of darkness, of death. She studied the brightly-lit windows above them.
The servants haven't been dead long.
Surprised, she looked at Ethan.How can you tell something like that? I can smell the blood.
His eyes were icy pools that somehow intensified, washing darkness through her mind. Dizzy, she reached out, catching his arm. A shock of electricity ran through her fingers, and a haze filled her vision.
