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The girl coughed again. “I was sure I was going to die.”
A slithery feeling crawled over Emily’s skin. The girl’s voice was still muffled and scratchy, but it had a
tonal
quality Emily hadn’t heard for a long, long time. I’ve inhaled too much smoke, she told herself. I’m
hearing
what I want to hear. But when she looked at the others, they had startled expressions on their faces too.
“It’s okay. You’re safe now,” Spencer murmured.
The girl tried to nod. When she took her hands away from her face, they were covered in black soot.
Then
she lifted her head. The soot and smoke had streaked down her cheeks, revealing clear, pink skin. When
she
looked at the girls for the first time and smiled gratefully, Emily’s heart stopped. The girl had bright blue
eyes. A perfect, slightly upturned nose. Bow-shaped lips. As she wiped away more soot, there was her
angular,
heart-shaped face.
She peered at them blankly, appearing not to recognize them. But they recognized her. Hanna let out a
small, pained squeak. Spencer stood very still. Emily felt so dizzy she sank to the muddy grass, clutching
her head.
Here was the girl in the pictures on the news. The girl on the screen saver of Emily’s phone. The girl in
the
photo that had blown through the woods just moments before. The one who’d been wearing the Von
Dutch
T-shirt in that photo, laughing as if nothing bad would ever happen to her.
This can’t be happening, Emily thought. There is no way this can be happening.
It was…Ali.
<strong>Killer</strong>
WHAT HAPPENS NEXT…
Ha! Betcha didn’t see that one coming. But you know how it is in Rosewood—one minute you see
something,