We caught his assistant trying to get into your boys’ room twenty minutes ago.

Someone paid Dr.

Sterling a great deal of money to make sure the job got finished if you happened to survive it.”

He clicked the cuffs shut, and then he looked back at me with dark, steady eyes.

“There’s something else you need to know, Hannah.

About the phone.”

I lay very still and understood, slowly, what I had just watched.

They had come for us again.