Julia Locke POV:

The sun had set, and a crescent moon hung in the night sky above us. At literally any other time, this would have been a wonderful time for me to be out and about.

Instead, I was sneaking onto my own property.

Actually, no, I’m not sneaking. Sneaking would defeat the purpose of me being the distraction. That’s why I’m walking on my driveway up to my house, out in the open where I can be noticed, like good bait.

The six volunteers from the ...