Chapter 94

The house settled and stilled, the sudden silence like a cleansing breath that snapped me into action.

"Eddie, please. Go find Cleo."

He looked at me for only a moment, reading from my face that yes, it was a terrible idea to separate, but it was a dog, so common sense flew out the window, and then nodded and blurred through the double doors anyway.

"Sawyer, go see about that scream. Get them out of this house."

He went, no questions asked, but I had at least five dozen. Whoever had screamed surely hadn't just stumbled across the bodies of the Senate in the dining room, because they were most likely gone. Why, then? And why now? I had a feeling we were already falling off the Titanic into an abyss that looked an awful lot like a lake.

The house shuddered again. Frigid water from the stairs hit my feet and began to spread.

"Jacek - "