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A sob catches in my throat, and I pull back my hand.
How could she be dead? I thought she was working with Xero. Or at least married to his dad. Hadn’t she aligned herself with someone powerful enough to protect her from being hunted?
Movement from the hallway kicks me back to alertness. I grab the knife, scramble to my feet, and move toward the mudroom door.
My back collides with a larger body. I whirl around to face Uncle Clive. His eyes are bloodshot, his face deathly pale.
I skitter away, my stomach lurching as I realize I’ve dropped the knife. Has he come to finish what he started?
Uncle Clive stumbles forward, clutching a wound in his gut. Blood seeps through his fingers, staining his white shirt and cummerbund.
He’s covered in sweat, his breath coming in ragged bursts as he struggles to stay upright. Through clenched teeth, he grinds out, “Get out of here, before she?—”
A gunshot rings through the air, and a bullet lodges in his chest.
I turn, locking gazes with a pair of green eyes identical to mine. Nausea clogs my throat, and I back toward the door.
It’s her. The monster in the mirror, only the left side of her hair is blonde, while mine is still darkened with the wax.
Chills run down my spine, and my palms break out in a cold sweat. I thought she was a figment of my imagination. What the hell is she doing outside the confines of my mind?
Her smile widens, and those hateful green eyes gleam with malice. I’m frozen in place, still puzzling out how the hell a creature like this can exist.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she says before raising her gun.
