Deep down, Helma was sure the cops had done their homework, looking for any slip-ups. If the scene was clean of any red flags…She inhaled sharply, glancing back at the trail she had taken.Those scattered prints in the woods might be the only lead worth chasing, even if it was like finding a needl
The man in grey held on to his phone, and for a few seconds, there was nothing but silence on the other end."Just injure, don't kill, and make sure you leave no trace behind!"Injure, but not kill?The man in grey hesitated. "Does Ms. Shadow want us to take out Helma…"A raspy chuckle, thick with t
Helma had just ducked another crossbow bolt when she heard Alan's alarmed shout."Watch out!"In a heartbeat, Alan was in front of her, taking the hit. Helma's eyes locked onto the young man as a steel bolt pierced his right chest, its sharp end jutting out.Blood stained the arrowhead. Alan stumble
Helma was always the calm one, but now her voice quivered on the verge of tears."Yeah, Alan got hurt trying to shield me from an arrow. It went straight through his right chest. He's fighting for his life in there, in the middle of emergency surgery!""I'm going to call Ethan this instant. You stay
Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Helma whipped out her phone and dialed Benjamin's number."Dean Benjamin, it's Helma."Benjamin's voice came through, light and easy. "Miss King, what's up?"Helma cut to the chase, explaining the dire straits Alan was in. "I need a favor. Can you get me into
The three hurriedly wheeled Alan back to his hospital room.Inside, Ethan sat on the edge of the bed, his face etched with worry.Helma whispered, "Alan's pretty much out of the woods now. If we keep the wound clean and take good care of him, he'll be fine!""It's a lucky break in an unlucky situati
Helma pored over the boy's details. Turns out, he was kind of a big deal at Greenville University.Not only did he ace his classes, but he also ran the photography club.Helma's fingers hesitated over the keyboard. [Someone like him... he could not be involved, could he?]That's when Edward chimed i
Helma's eyes flicked to the task interface on the forum.A few people had picked up the task she'd posted last time; they should be on the case by now.With a quiet sigh, Helma felt a twinge of frustration. So many people were on the job, yet there was not a shred of progress in sight.What was that