"Well, that went well. I guess." I strapped in just as uncle Pete started the vehicle, driving out of the compound. "I guess so too." Jared stared from the rearview mirror, our eyes met.

The drive back home was mostly silent. My mind were filled with thoughts of Nina, Celine and when Denise would become conscious and tell her side of the story.

Feeling exhausted, I closed my eyes and worried more.

"Hey." A soft voice sounded close yet far. "Hailey." The voice called again, a gentle, patient ...