Actually, before Hull came back, Susanna had really wanted to ask Barnaby about it.
But Barnaby was glued to his phone, scrolling through TikToks, barely acknowledging she existed.
So when Hull finally came home, he walked right into Susanna shooting daggers at Barnaby, her face a picture of pure exasperation.
Now, hearing Susanna say she had questions for him, Hull frowned. “About your mom?”
“Yeah, and about my mom. Didn’t you say you had a lead on her? What happened?”
It wasn’t just about herself—her mom was always at the back of her mind.
Every time she thought about how the Murray family had treated her and her mom, Susanna’s worry only grew.
Growing up, all she really knew was that her mother was always busy with work. She was hardly ever home.
Susanna had barely ever felt what real family warmth was like.
She’d always longed for her mother’s love, sometimes even daydreamed about what it’d be like if her dad had been around.
What was it her mom had said back then? Something like, “Susie, your dad’s been gone a long time.”
Hearing that as a kid had crushed her.
But looking at things now, sometimes she wondered if being gone was better. At least the dead didn’t drag you into all this mess. Being alive just seemed to make things more complicated.
Hull said, “Your mom’s okay. She’s with Lincoln.”
“So where are they?”
“That… I’m not sure.”
Hull was pretty certain, though—Lacey and Lincoln were together, wherever they’d gone. And they were okay.
Susanna frowned. “If you don’t even know where they are, how can you be so sure they’re fine?”
“Lincoln left a sign.”
A sign only Hull could read, meaning “All’s well.”
All’s well...
That could only mean one thing: the two of them had left for some other business related to Black Gate.


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