Page 110 of Fatal Vision

Bam!

The sound reverberated in the hallway, drowning out Beatrice and making Shelby drop to the ground.

On her knees, she whirled, cane in hand. Nickelback was down, his flashlight pointed at the opening to the kitchen. The silhouette of a man, holding a weapon, was illuminated by the back door window.

Daniel?

She heard a voice, but it wasn’t Daniel’s. “What are you doing?”

It came from behind her, from the bottom of the stairs. One so familiar it made her blood run cold.

She heard the cock of a gun as she turned back to face the man now behind her. In the filtered moonlight, she saw a second one pointing at her as well.

Beatrice was yelling from the phone, her voice fierce but far away. The name of the killer echoed in the space as she repeated it.

“You,” Shelby said as she looked into the eyes of the man she’d been hunting. The man who’d stood over her just hours before, ready to take her life.

No glasses.

Theo had tucked his glasses in his front pocket.

Earlier, he’d been wearing contacts. They’d changed his eye color from blue to brown.

No wonder I didn’t recognize him under the mask.

She’d guessed wrong. Either that, or Jaya was right and there were two killers—who at that moment both had her in their sights.

“Tell Colton I love him,” she said to Beatrice, letting the phone fall to the floor.

Then Shelby made a Hail Mary play her dad could be proud of and prepared to meet her Maker.