have less than five minutes before Mercer’s people block every road off this mountain.”
Lily took one step toward him.
Then her phone buzzed again.
She looked down.
Another unknown message.
Not from Daniel.
Not from the number before.
This one was a photograph.
Her mother.
Alive.
Older.
Standing in front of a metal door Lily had never seen.
Holding today’s newspaper.
The message under it said:
YOUR MOTHER DIDN’T DIE IN THAT CRASH.
Daniel saw Lily’s face change.
“What is it?” he asked.
Behind them, Sheriff Mercer’s voice echoed
