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The older one crept forward first The elfling followed suit

After pointing out the suspect, I asked, "Is this the ht you here? Did he kill you?" It was a horrible thing to say, to have to say, but there was si I’d found to be a truth 99 percent of the time was that the departed handled their deaths better than the living did

The older one leaned in, squinted, then shook her head But the elfling nodded vigorously

"That’s not hi pointed, but when she did, her finger traced over the news coluround It was a cop or a deputy of so to a worapher had snapped the shot just as the man looked over his shoulder toward the camera

"Oh," the older one said "That is hiot hoo with hio to the hospital"

The elfling bowed her head "I was at a party and tried to walk home by ood, so I left But I got lost He said he would help reen eyes, my heart constricted "He was so nice at first"

I slaet it Why was there so irls done to deserve such a horrifying fate? I couldn’t help but think of hter, of what she would have to deal with To face It was not a pleasant thought

Forcing myself to keep calm, I took in a deep breath, then continued "Do you know about the people ere killed here? They were setting up for a su pointed toward the cabin "There They were killed there"

"Do you knohoain To the deputy

"He brought Vanessa out here," the older one said "They saw hi one of his victims, so he killed them all "Do you knohere you are buried?"

"Of course," the elfling said She pointed to the tree line surrounding the retreat "We’re over there by that big rock"

At least I could tell Kit where to look She would, of course, question everything I told her, but she knew enough about irls deserved a proper burial, and their families deserved closure

"Except for Lydia," the older one said

I thu the notes "The girl from the camp? They never found her" I looked up at them