🗝️Detective Ryker Viltarin must uncover dark secrets before he loses not only his heart but also his life.🗝️
You're on your own, far from home
The wind is blowing in the top of the pines
A gloomy sky where the sun never shines
Deep...
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Eve spun around.
She watched Jonathan cut through the thicket like a ship through waves. Branches tugged at him as if the forest wanted to stop him... in vain. At that moment, she knew there was no other way out, no escape. Her escape was over.
The murderer.
The madman.
Jonathan.
He stood there, a grotesque smile on his blood-covered face. His blond, tousled hair was soaked with sweat and blood; numerous strands fell into his eyes. The wound on his side, which Eve had inflicted with the shard, was still bleeding. His shirt and pants were soaked. In the darkness, the red blood looked almost black and glistened like ink in the dim light.
But that wasn't what frightened her.
It was the expression on his face, the smile on his lips that revealed his cruel, sadistic pleasure.
"You're just like all the others..." he said in a calm, eerie voice. "You all think you're so clever. But you're nothing more than sheep, drifting and being led. A crackling branch here, a shot there... and you change direction as your master wishes. You're nothing more than helpless lambs... And you'll end up just like them."
An icy wave of horror and realisation washed over Eve. He had been steering her through the forest the whole time. Away from the lake, away from the safety of the city.
Here.
Her stomach clenched. "You're crazy," she said in a bitter whisper. She sounded like a cornered animal, growling and hissing in a last desperate attempt. "Even if you kill me, it's over. They'll look for us. Missing hikers are one thing, but a mother and her child?"
He laughed softly, almost too gently. "Do you really believe that? After Riona told the village about your ex-husband, who happens to be in Silvershore right now, just as you're disappearing?"
It felt as if Eve's stomach had turned over.
She wasn't the only one who had believed Dylan was responsible all along. What would everyone else think? She felt nauseous and instinctively stumbled back a step.
