“Probably.”
“Then how did he know I’d find this one?”
I didn’t answer because I’d already been thinking the same thing.Whoever put it there wanted it found.Wanted McKayla to find it specifically, which meant somebody was watching her closer than I liked.
A lot closer.
She folded her arms tightly across herself and stared at the picture.“What if this is some sick joke?”
“It’s not a joke.”
“You know what I mean.”Her voice thinned slightly before she cleared her throat and steadied it again.“What if he’s making fun of me for looking for her?Or trying to tell me he has her and I can’t find her?”The last part came out quieter.
I stepped closer until my shoulder brushed hers lightly.“Hey.”
She looked up at me, finally.Her eyes were shiny.McKayla looked like the kind of woman who fought tears like they personally insulted her, but they were there anyway.
“You don’t know that,” I said.
“No?”
“No.”
“Then what do I know?”
“That your sister is still alive.”
She swallowed hard.“That’s not enough.”
“No,” I admitted.“But it’s something.”
Her laugh came out weak this time.“God, my standards have really dropped.”
I almost smiled.Instead, I looked back at the poster.“This changes things.”
“How?”
“Before this, we thought Erin might’ve come to the island.Now we know somebody connected her to this place enough to put her face here.”
McKayla rubbed both hands over her face.“That somehow made me feel better and worse at the same time.”
“Welcome to Skull Island.”
She huffed a small laugh at that.
Good.
I liked hearing her laugh more than I should.
The wind shifted through the ghost town around us, rattling loose shutters and moving dust across the fake street.During the day, the place looked almost harmless.But standing there beside McKayla with her sister’s face staring back at us from a wanted poster?
Yeah, creepy as hell again.
McKayla leaned slightly into my side before she seemed to realize she’d done it.She immediately straightened, and I pretended not to notice.Mostly because if I acknowledged it, I’d probably do something stupid like pull her closer.
And I was already in deep enough with her.
“You really think she’s alive?”she asked quietly.
