Page 112 of Resilient Queen


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“I’m on the phone with Dad, he’s headed home.”

“Why?” Abram asks, oblivious to all this newfound information.

“Lorna isn’t currently at the Kellets’… she’s at mine.” He swallows and it’s as heavy as the air in the room. “But she isn’t alone.”

My pulse drums. A cold sweat breaks out along every part of my body.

Eli’s eyes are wolflike. The apprehension is too foreboding.

I might die of impatience if he doesn’t hurry up and explain himself. It’s only after he opens his mouth—after it’s too late—I wish I could unhear what he says next.

“Madison’s there too.”

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Rory

Thehouseisquiet.We’re moving but there isn’t a sound around us.

Would it be a cliché to say, “too quiet”?

My legs feel numb, my palms are sweating, and I have this rising bit of nausea in the pit of my stomach.

Blaring, my body warns me that something’s off, but it’s unneeded.

No one’s said anything—you didn’t have to. Like a bright flash of clarity, you don’t have to see or touch it to know the truth.

Lorna’s here.

The air heightens, thickening the deeper we go. We have no clue if we are one step closer to finding out the truth or falling into some sort of trap.

My eyes peer around the room, looking for anything out of place. I know, realistically, it doesn’t do much good since I’ve never been inside Eli’s house, but it brings me a strange sort of comfort.

It’s something to focus on other than how my shirt has melded to my back. Sweat binding them together like cement.

The Daniels’ home is larger than average but not as huge as the Caspers’ or Kellets’.Those should come with their own zip codes.

This home seems nice—normal.

Soft-green paint covers most of the walls. Everything else, from the furniture, pillows, and the art on the walls, is lined with some sort of mismatched, eclectic antique. It shouldn’t work but does.

Taupe accented curtains hang on the far side of the room. Blocking a decent amount of light that threatens to shine through.

Unfortunate for our small mob of a group. Everyone from the hospital tagged along except for Finn. He was replaced with Sgt. Daniels who caught up with us.

That alone was an adventure in itself. The fragile root of our existence further pieced apart after a single phone call.

Here’s what we’ve learned.

Lorna disconnected the cameras to the house, so the last image Eli’s dad had before everything went black was Madison being let inside the home.

This wouldn’t have alerted anyone had the house not been empty. Eli’s mom is driving his sister to the airport to drop her off.

Even more alarming is Sgt. Daniels said his wife was no longer picking up her phone. We had no way of knowing if she was at the airport or arrived home as we approached.

Everything’s so up in the air right now. Is Eli’s mom okay? Was Madison a part of this all along? Why is Lorna here, of all places?

The further we go the more sightless I am… about everything.

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