Helanie:
"Emmet, it only makes him more suspicious in my eyes," I whispered to Emmet while Altan was crying by the tree.
"What are you thinking? Walk me through it," Emmet turned to me, gently pinching my chin between his fingers as he asked.
He had a way of speaking, and sometimes, he would touch me so gently just to show I had his attention. But after doing that, he would expect me not to get swayed, even for a brief moment.
I shyly held myself together and responded, "What if Altan is really behind all this? He misses his brother, so he's abducting these children. And then he leaves the soil from his backyard in his victim's bed?" I whispered, or so I thought.
Altan heard me and got up from the ground to respond. He turned to us with his eyes swollen. He looked like a mess. The fact that Diaz brought his son's body to his backyard was wild.
