Riley:
I sat on the edge of the bed, running my fingers through my hair as I found myself getting so close to what I wanted to find, to the target, to the person who killed my mother, only to find myself going a thousand steps back.
“You need to think, Riley, who the f*****g hell is going to benefit most from your mom dying?” I whispered to myself. I knew the answer to that, but I also knew that she did her job well. I couldn’t even find the wolves who were with her that night. And that only made it worse. The idea of knowing that they were out there, whoever they were, they were f*****g out there if not dead and I couldn’t find them.
And now that I was getting close to one of them, I have to deal with my brother wanting to lock me in.
“You to think, Riley.” I whispered to myself, t
