Uncle Jacob had come home with his brother and sister-in-law, leaving the capable Marta to close up shop at the funeral home. Lena didn’t miss how the three had sagged with relief to see her waiting for them in the garage, safe and unharmed.
For her part, Lena could have wept to see her mother still walking among the living. Superstitiously, she’d half believed Lilith had somehow sensed her reading the news story and managed to follow the thread of the young woman’s horror to track down Alex. It was all Lena could do to not fly into her mother’s arms when Alex got out of the big Lincoln’s passenger seat.