Sable jerked around to find Bryce shaking his hands over his head in a victorious wave. “Two out of three, Audry. You’d better start brushing up on your vocabulary.”Audry pushed her chair back from the table. “I think you need to get Perry over here, you cocky little—”Murph rushed in through the family room door, his expression grim. He looked at Sable.Everyone fell silent.“Well?” Perry asked.Murph paused for breath. “I found Jerri.”“What do you mean you found her?” Audry asked softly.“She’s upstairs in the attic.” Again, his eyes sought Sable’s. “She’s dead.”Shocked silence rocked the room, and with that silence crept the specter of death—and dread that it might suddenly have become contagious.Sable knew too well about that contagion.“When was she last seen?” Audry asked.“I saw her go downstairs to stoke the fire,” Perry said. “Murph…how did it happen?”“Wait a minute,” Murph said. “Before we discuss this, Craig, you need to put whatever chains or studded tires or whatever you can find onto that Jeep.
