NADINE POINT OF VIEW.

I walked out of the house feeling a tiny sense of triumph, but just a tiny one. I knew that the war had begun and I was going to be the only casualty. But I had other things on my plate. I had to go visit Anna, and I had decided that I would tell her about Naomi's death. Better to do it at once and get it over with.

During the drive, we passed by the bar where Naomi worked, where I had worked before Clayton abducted me.

A rush of memories filled my head. I remembered ...