Chapter 162

SIENNA

They burned her.

The fire devoured what was left of Helen Vance until there was nothing but brittle fragments and smoke curling into the night sky. I stood still through it all, rigid, my fists clenched inside Gideon’s coat pockets as though the leather could hide how badly my hands shook.

Tessa flanked me on one side, her quiet, steady strength a balm I didn’t ask for but needed all