Chapter 106

Water closed over Beatrix's head. Cold. So cold it burned her skin. She kicked toward the surface, arms flailing, lungs screaming for air. But something held her down, hands gripping her ankles, dragging her deeper into the darkness.

She looked down. Cecelia stared back at her, grinning, her hair floating around her face like seaweed. Beside her, Malachi Langdon, his eyes flat and life