Erica slowly let go of her sister's hands and stared at her in confusion. She asked her the question again, this time making sure she mentioned Pickford's name. She knew it was hard for her to hear his name, but she wanted answers.
Melisa nodded again as she looked away.
"But Pickford was in our custody when the agents found you," she whispered.
Mellisa's stopped for a second, as what she feared most came to pass. She had doubted they had Pickford, but she now understood they had been played.
Both the council and the outside world were made to believe the search for Pickford was still going on in Boscastle. They were also made to believe that the lead detectives were all kidnapped by the council.
Her hands clenched into fists as her face paled up. They had underestimated the enemy. She couldn't help but feel like she played into their hands. But what she couldn't understand was how they managed to get Pickford or how he was still alive.
