Casey was still reeling from the conversation she'd had with Amber in the early hours of the morning while everyone else still slept like the dead, her envious as sleep had refused to come, merely drifting in and out of sleep until she'd given up and gotten up at the crack of dawn.Thankfully a few cups of coffee and some breakfast in her had helped her feel a little less tired and a little more human but man she was tired still, her entire body aching and her ankle still throbbing painfully, even with the numerous amounts of painkillers she had taken through the night and up till now.
The holiday home they'd initally thought was for a vacation had in fact been none other than Amber's own vacation home. The attic had been deliberately set up, not intended for Casey's eyes but for Sandra's
