Striking the Match

~Daphne~

I was a ghost in my own home, but ghosts still had hands, and they still knew how to burn a house down.

For seventy-two hours, the silence in my wing of the Lancaster estate had been absolute. Kaelen had ignored me since the night he dragged Raina out of the precinct, brought her to my dining table in cuffs, and fed her as if I weren't even standing in the room. He didn't look at me. He d