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She glanced back at her uncle. “So you can feel ghosts too?”
“Feel them, not so much. But I can feel temperature, and it’s colder than a witch’s tit in here. Plus, you’ve been eyeing someone back there this whole time.”
“It’s Bao Yu,” Della said.
Della saw her uncle’s shoulders drop an inch as if the weight of the world had just sat on them. “I thought she would leave after you and Chase found her daughter.”
“She needs answers too.” Della suddenly realized that her uncle might be able to give them to her.
“Tell her I’m so sorry. I’m responsible. They did it because of me. I wouldn’t do what they asked. I went to help, but I got there too late.”
Della shot her aunt another glance. She was older now, but not wearing the white bloody gown. It seemed that when she had the gown on was when she got out of control.
He was dead. How can he be alive? Bao Yu asked.
“He wasn’t dead. I told you. He’s a vampire like me. Like Natasha.”
Her uncle looked at Della, then glanced in the rearview mirror. “Do you see her?”
“Yeah.” Della answered and hesitated to bring it up, but decided it had to be done. “She thinks my father killed her.”
He did! He even admitted it! When I found him at the hospital. He told the doctor.
Della inhaled. “In the doctor’s notes. When my father was hospitalized, he admitted it too.”
Her uncle shook his head. “No. Douglas Stone did that.”
“You saw it?” Della glanced over her shoulder and as expected, the bloody gown was back.
“No … not exactly. But when I got there Chao was unconscious, on the floor by the phone. I heard someone in my old room. I found … Stone was standing over her. She had the knife in her chest. It was my knife.” The sound of grief echoed in his voice. “I chased him out of the room.”
“Did my father see you?” Della asked.
Her uncle nodded. “We were fighting in the hall. I saw him run into the room where Bao Yu was.”
He did it. I showed you!
Della saw it again in her head. Her aunt flat on the floor. A knife jutting out of her chest. When she reached up she found another hand on the knife. The knife pulled out. The pain hit. The numbness started. The last thing she saw was her brother, holding the knife. Blood dripping from the blade.
Just like that, Della realized something. In every vision she’d showed Della, her father had never … stabbed her.
“I know what happened.” Tears filled Della’s eyes and she looked first at her uncle and then back to her aunt. “You were trying to pull the knife out. He saw you and he thought he was helping. But you died then. You thought he killed you. He thought he killed you.”
The car spun out of control—Della saw Feng fighting the wheel—then the last thing Della saw was the tree rushing toward them before everything went white. All white.
Chapter Forty-four
Chase watched Burnett cut the engine off. About a dozen mobile homes filled the small park. Gold light beamed out of the windows. Both he and Burnett pulled in air at the same time, testing it for any weres.
Burnett’s gaze shot to Chase.
Chase nodded. “It’s him.”
“You get anything besides were?”
“Humans. And it might be more than one were.” Chase looked down at the paper Burnett had handed him. “The address says number eight. It must be one in the back.”
As Burnett reached for the door handle, his phone rang and he checked the number. “Make it fast,” Burnett said into the phone and got out of the car.