Zach was half-sure he’d heard her wrong. Hell, he was still trying to process the fact that she’d walked in here with a picture of his crime scene. He recognized it—the damn thing had been taken by the Augusta coroner before the man took the body—which meant there was a leak somewhere along the line, and hell if that didn’t make his job a whole lot harder. Now he had strangers showing up claiming to be . . .259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBab7ZY2mdK
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The woman didn’t look like someone who could help him—in those worn jeans and leather jacket—but he’d learned a long time ago that appearances could be deceiving. “Can you repeat that?”
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You have trouble—”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiBFl1YPVa4
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“I heard that. The other part.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUNJxq6tMaE
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She gave a wry smile. “The part where I said my name was Eden Collins?”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcl6hBMtsYC
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Yep, that was it. There was only one Collins he knew of, and it was one Martha Collins, cult leader. He looked Eden over again, trying to reconcile what she appeared to be saying. “You’re related to—”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡepRRXTpNGv
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“She’s my mother.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgC3cxO1MrW
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This was Martha Collins’s long-lost daughter? The Elysians tended toward nondescript clothing and plain hairstyles—the exact opposite of the woman in front of him. Oh, there was nothing overtly flashy about her long dark hair or her clothing, but something about the way she held herself spoke of combat training. She’s dangerous. “If you think this is funny, it’s not.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfXPadADMRh
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She sighed. “Let’s get this over with so we can move on to what actually matters. My mother and I don’t get along—or we didn’t when I was growing up. We haven’t spoken in ten years, though she’s reached out to me a few times.” Something passed over her face, gone too quickly for him to identify. “That’s not why I’m here. I’m here because I recognize that tattoo in the picture.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC2FefhdgJY
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“How? It’s barely more than a blot on the screen.” It’d been barely more than that when he’d actually seen it in person. He was hoping the coroner could get more once they cleaned the body.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVUwoPavdZg
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It was such a cold way to refer to a person, even if whatever had made that girl a person had fled long before Zach had ever walked on the scene. Focus. You’re not doing her any favors by dwelling on that fact. She needs you to find her killer. Then you can mourn the loss of life.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM0fHhvUuGZ
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If there even was a killer. He needed more information before he determined that fact. While it seemed fucking unlikely that she’d stripped naked, tattooed and beaten herself, and then hiked out to die on the side of a road, stranger things had happened. She could have been partying and wandered off.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Rng4Aji8J
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And maybe you’re just praying like hell that was what had happened.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqr3AeevvUP
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He forced himself to focus on the woman in front of him rather than the one on the slab at the morgue. “Explain.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYxpgVLEJhq
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“I know what it is because I have one.” She shrugged out of her jacket and turned around, her tank top baring her upper back to him. It took him several seconds to find the spot in the midst of the swirling ink marking her skin, but there it was—a small circle with that familiar image in the middle of it. Eden’s was less blurred than the girl’s he’d found, but it wasn’t as clear a picture as he expected.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ651buO4VTl
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“What is that?”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYuj2xTVDkc
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“A bat.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWqxX32rIk7
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Now that she mentioned it, he could see the rough outline of a bat. Or it would be if a toddler had drawn it. The lack of expertise behind that particular tattoo only stood out against the skillfully drawn art that was the rest of her ink. “Why?” He didn’t realize he was going to ask until the word was out of his mouth.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgrGmleqfoU
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She pulled her jacket back on and faced him. “It symbolizes death and rebirth in general, and Persephone in particular. Bats are sacred to her because they were thought to carry the souls of the dead in some cases.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCINS24aI8M
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A slow dread uncurled inside him. “You’re not telling me—”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnfh8NQwIPc
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“I am. Every follower of my mother has the same tattoo. Several of them, in fact.” She pointed to her hip and her wrist—the same places that had been marked on Jane Doe.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0scgU6ocYU
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Fuck me. He’d known something was up when Martha wouldn’t see him and the gates had been barred, but he never would have guessed this. Except . . . He eyed this stranger claiming to be Martha Collins’s daughter. There was no proof, and taking her word for it on something like this was too much to ask. “Can I see some ID?”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHtP1HhJ6NY
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She flashed that same wry smile she’d given him before, but she pulled out her wallet and passed a Virginia driver’s license over.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo51MNhlVps
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He examined it, and sure as shit, her name was exactly what she’d claimed. “You’ll understand if I can’t just take your word for it.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ9oJgmjzq3
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“Naturally.” She accepted her ID back and handed him a card. “This is my number. Eventually you’re going to have questions, and I’m the only one who’s going to be willing to give you answers. I’m staying at the bed-and-breakfast for a few days if you change your mind.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZHsutAbcdB
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He read the card, half-sure he was processing the words wrong. “Eden Collins, FBI.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEzVhMqMQYb
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“Not right now. I’m on vacation.” She walked away before he could say anything else, the door to the station closing softly behind her.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM6RBmHsFyQ
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Zach dropped into his seat, frowning at the card. “And here I thought my day couldn’t possibly get weirder.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKKGHeijjL5
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Eden couldn’t help the sense of relief that settled over her as she crossed the parking lot to her car. The sheriff—Zach—wasn’t going to call her. He thought she was a nut, and rightfully so. She hadn’t exactly done anything to disabuse him of that notion. But she’d done her part—she’d offered her help. It would have been so much easier to call, but her conscience wouldn’t let her. He would have dismissed her out of hand, and she’d had to make him sit still long enough to listen. After that, if he didn’t take her up on it, that was his choice. She could move on with her life with her conscience intact.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp1gB12LqgQ
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He wants justice done. She’d seen that in his eyes, in the way his attention had lingered on the photo of the body, the guilt there an almost physical thing. This was his town, and at least a part of him felt responsible for the fact that a girl had been brutally murdered here.
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It set him apart from some of the local law enforcement she’d dealt with who just wanted the problem to disappear so it wouldn’t further ruin their day.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtX1pZtoOVt
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She froze in the middle of reaching for her door handle, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. “I’m not back.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ79wlb4NdpK
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“You look back.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjdpBwwhudr
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The voice sent ice cascading down her spine. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to hide, to do anything but turn and face the monster at her back—which was why that was exactly what she did. I’ve dealt with scarier people in the last six years. But, as she turned around, she didn’t quite believe it. She kept her shoulders back and her hands at her side as she surveyed the man before her. “Abram.” Her mother had a habit of renaming people who became her followers, but there was something about Abram that made Eden think he could have actually been born with the fire-and-brimstone name.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkN3OrLZ3UR
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The years had been good to him. She thought hard—he had to be nearly fifty by now, his hair gone silver, the lines on his face slightly more pronounced. It should have made him more approachable, or at least easier to dismiss. Instead, he looked even more menacing than he had the last time she’d seen him.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ35AALwMFJ3
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“Your mother requests your presence.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk14UFspnr2
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How many times had she heard those same words from him in that exact tone of voice? Too many to count. They never meant anything good. She doubted that had changed in the intervening decade. “I’m not a minor anymore, and I’m not inclined to see her.” Though it sounded calm and reserved in her head, the words came out petulant, as if she was still the child who’d fled.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8k3TYtzCyL
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“All the same.” He didn’t so much as move, but he seemed closer, invading her space and making it hard to control the fear pulsing higher with each heartbeat.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLtseHoIsxO
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She glanced at the police station, but if Zach saw Abram confronting her, he wasn’t rushing to her defense. And why would he? As far as he was concerned, she was a crazy person who was related to an even crazier person. This was just family business.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF0qVe4eyrO
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She knew how this played out. She could get in her car and drive away—Abram would probably even let her—but sometime soon, she’d turn around and he’d be there, and he wouldn’t be so accommodating in that future interaction. So she could do this on her terms or on her mother’s.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaHwtr6ag3M
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That’s a lie. Nothing was on Eden’s terms—not when it came to Elysia. There was only Martha and her indomitable will.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWmtFh4vVJv
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Bend or be broken.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT0W5pz6uOH
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Those were the only true options.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhsuq7wACuV
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I am a damn FBI agent. I can handle this. The sooner I figure out if Martha is at the bottom of this, the sooner I can get the hell out of this town and back to my life.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLVGi9EjJBP
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She slipped her keys back into her purse. “I’m not going to Elysia.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKdRYaBTiu9
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Abram stepped back and motioned to the coffee shop across the street. It wasn’t a Starbucks—nothing in Clear Springs was brand-name—and it looked all but deserted at this hour of the afternoon. Too close to school being out for the stay-at-home moms and teens. Apparently her mother didn’t want much of an audience. A first.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh4Vi0WU0Nz
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The walk across the street seemed to take forever, and yet nowhere near long enough. This was the very thing she’d spent so much time and effort trying to avoid, and she’d willingly walked back into a confrontation she wasn’t sure she was ready for. Worse, it was all for nothing.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAeBjhCmj4B
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Inside, the coffee shop looked like a thousand other coffee shops across the United States. Dim, intimate lighting, close seating, and a counter that ran the length of the back wall. There was one other customer inside, but he was packing his laptop into a backpack as fast as he could. Good to know Martha still inspires that reaction.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOvyPpEFGpY
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With nothing else to focus on, she finally looked at her mother. The years had treated her just as well as they had Abram. She might have a few extra pounds around her waist, but it made her appear happier—more like the benevolent matriarch she claimed to be.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgZk40wI57F
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As she always did when faced with the woman who’d brought her into the world, she went down a mental checklist of features they shared. It wasn’t long—Eden was lean where her mother was bulky, several inches taller than Martha, and she had a violinist’s hands, much to her mother’s chagrin. All of which came from the father she’d never met.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJ7CQ3t8l1
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From Martha, she got medium-brown hair, though she’d lightened hers, and Martha’s was more gray than brown these days. They shared the same mouth, wide and full, the kind of mouth meant for spilling lies.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcfli3KpMiT
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And then there were the eyes.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8KaDeNg8G
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The rest of it she could escape. Eden didn’t smile the way her mother constantly seemed to be doing while she was growing up, the spider in the middle of a web of her making. She’d changed her hair deliberately, distancing herself from the girl she used to be.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzT9Dw6RAwE
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But when she held still long enough to stare in the mirror, it was her mother’s eyes staring back. Whiskey-colored eyes, the tone too deep to be termed a mere brown.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIQRLdefQmW
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Martha turned a sunny smile on Eden, and it was almost enough to have her heading for the door—only Abram’s presence at her back kept her moving forward.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPsP5bCyG9f
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If forced to choose between Martha and Abram, there was only one way to go. At least she was reasonably sure she’d walk away from a confrontation with her mother. With Abram, there were no guarantees.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhhcpQtbFmY
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“Martha.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3NQHWO2YJA
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Her mother’s eyes lit up, and she half pushed to her feet. “Eden. I admit, when Abram told me you were back in town, I could hardly believe it.” “I’m not back.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡojgE10avhN
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Her smile dimmed, and Eden called herself an idiot ten times over for wanting to do something to bring it back. Manipulation, that’s all it is. Martha motioned to the cups in front of her. “I got your favorite.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRje8rWIDP5
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There was nothing else to do but take the empty seat and get this over with. She took a sip—sweet with lots of cream—and didn’t bother to tell Martha she’d switched over to drinking her coffee black a few years back. It would serve no purpose, and her entire goal was to get out of here with the least conversation possible.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTowEDexEqT
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“It’s been a long time.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8VfuVFqVKr
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She shifted, not sure how to take the searching look her mother was giving her, as if she was trying to memorize Eden’s features—or, possibly, was comparing them to the ones she’d had ten years ago. What was there to say? I hated the life you created and forced me into, so I left. You won’t change, and neither will I. This will never be what you want it to be. She couldn’t force the words past her closed throat, so she took another drink of coffee.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMNJauH2vPU
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Martha hesitated and then mirrored the motion. “A lot is different from when you were last home.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfuA1Cjv3vk
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Not nearly enough, she’d wager. But if her mother was offering information, she’d be a fool not to get everything she could from Martha. “Oh?”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyWZzKOUzsa
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“Our community has grown. It’s flourishing.” She gave a small self-deprecating smile. “But, then, you didn’t come back to talk about Elysia. How have you been?”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzv0o8tJZPJ
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Over the years, she’d received phone calls from Abram, demanding information at odd times in that quiet, terrifying way of his. He’d never asked more than a few questions, and she’d never offered more than was strictly necessary for those forced check-ins—whatever it took to get him off her back. She didn’t want to now, either. “I’m still working for the government.” Safe enough to admit, since her mother already knew about it.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8QoxVaVqKe
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Sure enough, Martha’s lips thinned. “The FBI.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHNc7iewnUO
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“Using the skills I learned from you.” She knew better, but she couldn’t help the dig.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCOLgyO58r1
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“I’m sure I have no idea what you’re talking about.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbZE4E1y7P6
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Of course she didn’t. Because Elysia most certainly wasn’t a cult. Right. She didn’t roll her eyes, but it was a near thing. “You might like to pretend otherwise, but I know for a fact that Elysia has been on the FBI watch lists for years, so you’re not fooling everyone.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmii8Zs3pSJ
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“Eden Magdalene, you might be a woman grown, but that doesn’t mean you can take that tone of voice with me.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT9diqdtUvy
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Or speak too many truths, apparently. Eden stared at her coffee cup, suddenly exhausted. “I don’t suppose you know anything about a photograph showing up in my e-mail yesterday?” It had all the hallmarks of one taken for an official police investigation, but that didn’t explain how it had found her. She’d had a friend in the tech department try to trace it, but it had been routed through several IP addresses before disappearing into the Internet ether. Call her paranoid, but her first instinct was to suspect her mother had had something to do with it. How was the question, though.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJaA1HpxCiC
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Martha cocked her head to the side, frowning. “I’m not sure what you’re speaking of.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo7FaXQkrGE
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Of course she wasn’t, though Eden was at a loss to decide if that was truth or because she didn’t want to admit to somehow being the leak in a murder investigation. She sighed. “What am I doing here, Martha? You know very well we couldn’t sit in the same room without going for each other’s throats when I was eighteen, and it would seem nothing’s changed since then.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrZm8u8qKpg
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“I want what I’ve always wanted, baby. I want you to come home.”259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIiEvyOLbtl
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There’s no home for me to come to, not now. Not ever. No matter how much I wish that wasn’t true. She cleared her throat. “I—” Think. Think fast. A hard no would just have Martha digging in her heels, and she wasn’t sure yet if Zach would change his mind. “I’ll think about it.” The lie rolled off her tongue with the ease of long practice. She wasn’t going back. She’d set herself on fire before she willingly walked through the gates of Elysia and put herself under her mother’s control again. The only reason she was here was to make sure no other girls turned up dead.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNoJjV4xG6w
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“It would mean so much.” Martha’s smile brightened, and a traitorous part of Eden brightened in response. It was how it always was with her mother. She rarely had to take the stern role when she could manipulate much more effectively with a soft word and a particular look. And when that wouldn’t work? Well, she wasn’t above getting her hands dirty, either.259Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZud0vSSoMw
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