Page 44 of Dream Walker (Bailey Spade Book 1)

Kain is standingin the center of the amphitheater, the place usually reserved for whoever’s in trouble.

“I suggest we vote,” Nina is saying. “Those in—”

“I know who the murderer is,” I announce loudly.

All heads turn toward me.

Kain sniffs the air and looks half perplexed, half horrified. I open my mouth to say more when someone pushes me out of the way. I stagger and look around.

No one’s visible.

My pulse spikes into the stratosphere.

Hekima. He’s here.