*Peter*
“What the f**k, Celeste?” I ask as she tells me she’s just returned from speaking with Benjamin. “It’s 4 am. The sun isn’t even up.”
“Robert went with me,” she says sheepishly with a shrug.
The boy’s eyes grow wide. “Only because I caught you sneaking out. You stepped on the same step that always gave me away when I was sneaking out.”
She smirks up at her son. “It doesn’t matter. It’s done. He’s not the threat, but we aren’t sure about Lily.”
“I think it’s important to note that Benjamin doesn’t think Lily is the threat, either,” Robert adds. “He was honest with us, and he just wants Molly safe. I think he would tell us if he thought she had done something.”
I sigh and look up at the ceiling. For as terrible as I’ve always thought Benjamin was, I’ve never actually
