Kane was quiet, not like that was anything new. Yet somehow, I felt uneasy. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly, you'd think he was holding unto it to keep alive. I on the other hand, kept replaying Sibyl's smirk over and over in my head.

Why were they so sure I'd be blamed? Why did they sound so confident? The thought of it were making me restless. Something was off and I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

Just as we pulled into the Callahan estate two police cars were parked ...