Emily’s POV

I couldn’t sit still after what had just occurred, my skin felt too tight and my thoughts were crashing into each other.

I needed something to do with my hands so I wouldn’t scream.

I grabbed the duster and a rag from the utility closet and started cleaning rooms no one used at the east wing again.

I cleaned the library shelves and the guest bathrooms. Anything dusty to keep moving.

I was wiping the tall mirror in the upstairs hallway when I saw a tiny camera in the ...