It wasn’t really clear which house on 3rd Street belonged to the Yates, but she had already taken off before asking the question. She now had to use her ability to avoid breaking into the wrong house. She had to rely on her strong sense of smell, having been around Davine for a long time and knowing his scent. All she needed was a faint smell of it, and she would do the rest.

The neighbourhood was filled with lilies, and almost every house had it in their garden, and this was one ...