Haunting-Adeline

The cool air is a balm to my heated skin. This suit is confining. I much
prefer my jeans and hoodie to this shit.
“Are you going to take me back to my mommy and daddy?” Sarah asks
quietly. Her so , sweet voice is almost a shock to my system.
Adrenaline has been coursing through my veins steadily since the
moment she was brought into that room. The chemical won’t dissipate
from my body un l she’s off this property.
“I am,” I promise gently.
Her hand li s, her ny finger tracing one of the scars on my face.
“Does this hurt?”
“Not anymore,” I say quietly, suppressing the urge to lean away from her
touch. I’m not used to anyone touching my scars. When Addie did, it felt
like fire lacing across the dead skin. Now, with Sarah, it feels a tad
uncomfortable. But not unbearable.
“Did the bad guys that took me do this to you?”
“Not the same bad guys, but bad guys all the same.”
She seems to think that over, diges ng my words slowly. She blinks at
me and wipes away some snot leaking from her nose.
“Do you know if mommy and daddy are alive?”
I nearly trip over my feet when she asks the ques on.
Considering I didn’t know the girl’s iden ty beforehand, I haven’t had a
chance to look into her background. I’ve no idea who her parents are, or
what kind of home she comes from.
“Is there a reason you think they wouldn’t be?” I ask. I make it to the
meet up spot, outside of view of any cameras and the front of the house
where Dan is.
Her eyes drop, long lashes fan across her chubby cheeks, s ll damp from
her tears.
“I don’t know where they are,” she says simply.
“When’s the last me you saw them?”
She shrugs her li le shoulders and says, “I dunno.”
I sigh, giving in to the urge and rolling my neck to ease some tension.
Ruby should be here soon to take care of Sarah while I finish up business.
Soon, the agents will lug Dan and anyone else out to be taken down to
the sta on on false charges.