be kept and reached for the house phone. My cell phone started vibrating in my hand inside the security room. I wanted to answer, but before I could, Claire appeared at the study doorway holding Lily’s stuffed rabbit. Then she pulled the old fabric hard enough to tear one of its ears.
Lily screamed, and I was halfway to the door before Maria stepped between them. Maria demanded the rabbit back and reminded Claire that Sofia had given it to Lily before she died. Claire mocked the attachment, but Maria’s
