Chapter 18: Elodie

Someone is watching me.

I twitched my shoulders and resisted the urge to look behind me. Again. Because that would be too much of an admission that in the last two weeks, I'd turned into a paranoid freak. Okay, maybe not so much a freak. The whole town was on edge. It wasn't a shock, really. We'd gotten Rich and Molly back, but nobody had been caught and punished for it. Whoever had snatched them was still out there. Somewhere. The sheriff was hypothesizing that whoever had done it had moved on when his plans were spoiled. Lots of people wanted to believe that, for obvious reasons. No one wanted to believe that one of our own was responsible for instilling night terrors in a ten year old or for Rich being laid up in the hospital still after having reconstructive surgery on his leg.