Lewis Greene’s watery brown eyes looked back at her, a grin on his slack mouth. Her grasp on his mind continued to hold, mostly because he wanted their little partnership to be true. He hadn’t been lying. Lewis really was lonely. Thankfully, the longer she dwelled in his mind, the less power she needed to control him. With some people she could take complete control. Lewis, it seemed, was easier than most. “He wants you bad, you know,” Lewis rumbled. “And he’s not gonna be nice at all when he finds you.” Like she needed the reminder that Glass was a monster. Storm cleared her throat. “So, what do you know about his cabin?” “Not much. I was never actually inside it. But I did help lay an assload of demolitions outside, to keep away intruders.” “I need you to tell our friends about it. You don’t know them, but they’re going to have our backs when we face off with Glass. I don’t want to lose you, Lewis.” She smiled at him and made sure their gazes met and held when he looked over at her.
