Chapter 69

Latisha sat on the sofa while Clifford stood behind her, gently towel-drying her hair. Her face was so pale it was almost translucent under the bright overhead lights, like that of a ghost.

She stared blankly into the middle distance, completely still.

Clifford glanced down at her but said nothing, continuing to dry her hair.

He didn't ask what had happened at Lambert Manor. Maybe he had already guessed and didn't want to ask, or maybe he simply didn't care what might have happened to her there.

Just like last time. When he found out, he was silent then, too. He never once asked if it hurt.

But of course, why would he? A mute girl couldn't feel pain.

After toweling her hair, Clifford used a hairdryer to finish the job. She remained in the same position, motionless. Her long hair framed a face that seemed even paler now, as if she might fade away at any moment.