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ing veil. Gnarled trees leaned over the path, their black limbs clawing the sky. Adrian hadn't been back here in three years-not since his fa

vergrown driveway, the engine hummin

way," he said. "No sens

e looming silhouette of the house. "I neve

not coming back to remember. You're comi

shoulder. "It's in the attic. Behind the

im. "Then let's

ch. The porch groaned beneath their boots. The front d

per peeled in long curls, like parchment forgetting its glue. Pictures lined the corridor

us warned. "We're

silent grandfather clock. He paused at th

avy," he whispered.

t that way,"

mbed the

ak was a

dder. Dust fluttered in the beam of Marcus's flashlight. Th

en years. Boxes stacked like ruins. An ol

hind the water tank. Cold air seeped

free a wrapped parcel. Yel

k it, fing

ned to go-

boards creaked. Not f

tst

met h

re," Marcus

g room window. The reflection of a bla

, "How did they

or her pistol with the other. "They're not chasing. They're tr

"Two outside. One's brea

mble under his boots. The attic was

ently. "We don't wait for th

he first floor. Draw them into the hallway.

er happens, don't lose this. If we die here,

allowing. "You think I can outrun

"You're a writ

trapdoor like a ghost. A t

cracked th

pped low. Dust leapt

ame Marcus's

rian followed, landing with a grunt. He crawled toward th

the foyer. One aimed toward Marcus's

d once-clea

an cr

aster exploded from the banister.

the dining room, emptying three

le

lse roaring in his ear

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tered in t

r," Marcu

garage. "My father kept a dirt bike in there. If it stil

g tools and lawn chairs. The bike leaned

it. "Tires l

he gauge. "Quart

d the doorfram

l. Clean-shaven. N

m. "Step away fro

aised he

trigger. "You shoot, we all burn. Your van was rigged

orward. "Then wh

needed you to lead us. You

behind the att

an in the arm. He dr

fired once. The man dropp

owled, "T

coughed to lif

muddy trail behind the property. Tree limbs c

ed away in the deliver

in Elmridge. There's a contact waiting with access to Wolfe

ip around her waist. "A

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pierced the tree line behind them. Two dr

shed the

surged

d, cracked and covered in ivy. But

e platform-long coat

was ragged. "Th

ded. "He b

to a halt at th

k skin, thick glas

d. "Let's bring d