Terms of the Trap

ROWAN’S POV

Once upon a time, I would have. I used to be the kind of girl who blindly trusted a kind voice and a helpful offer, right up until the exact moment it put a knife in my back.

I look at Vera, and the pieces suddenly snap into place with cold clarity.

She doesn’t know. She said she sensed “something” on the lawn, but she didn’t see the fire. She doesn’t know about the gold, or the healin