head to the side, narrowing his eyes on me. “Did you really shoot Creighton?” My murmurs come to a halt and I stare, dumbfounded. Could Killian also have been in my nightmare? “How did you know so fast?” Jeremy asks. “Glyndon just called me, crying because her cousin is about to die. I don’t really appreciate it when someone makes my little rabbit cry, Annika.”
