Don't Slay the Dragon (The Chronicles of Elizabeth Marshall Book 1)
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“If you’re sure,” he answered hesitantly. “Let me at least walk you to your car.”
He took my arm as we walked towards my car, still wanting to make sure I was steady on my feet.
The crowd was thinning. I had hardly realized it, Logan and I had been so caught up in the box and its contents. I had barely noticed the bulldozer had completed the demolition. The backhoe was digging up the cracked foundation. The large dumpster now took up most of the space and the workers were putting the shredded remains of the trailer into it. It was amazing how someone’s home, someone’s life, could be reduced to a pile of garbage in a matter of minutes.
It wasn’t until we were just a few feet away from my car when I noticed it. There was something on my car, something tucked underneath one of the windshield wipers. That was strange. I know it wasn’t there when I arrived. I walked over, Logan at my side, and lifted the wiper.
I looked around at what remained of the small crowd and then up and down the street. The reporter and her cameraman were gathering up their equipment and putting everything away in their news van down the street. She looked disappointed. There really hadn’t been much of a story here for her today. At least not one that she was aware of.
Who could have put this on my windshield?
It was a small piece of paper, folded in half then in half again. I opened it up.
“Caitlyn, you abandoned us.”
Chapter Sixty-Two
“Caitlyn, you abandoned us. You left us. They moved us into that fake, celebrity resort of a treatment center and you never came. After all we’ve been through, I thought you would understand. You were supposed to help us prove our innocence. You were supposed to help us get out of that hellhole of an institution.
“You were supposed to help us get away from that egotistical prick Martin Ross. But you failed us. You promised you would help us, but you didn’t.
“Now we’ve had to take matters into our own hands. We had to secure our own release.
“Now you found the box. Now you know our secret.
“You were the last person we trusted, but we can’t trust you anymore. We have no other choice now. We are free. The fresh air of freedom is finally ours.
“So, we have just one question for you…….
“Come and find me if you dare,
“People will die. Do you care?”
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