“I— I couldn’t see her face.” Half to herself, Eve added, “Do you think it was…?” She fell silent. The notion that Alison might still be around here had been gnawing at the back of Eve’s mind since last night, but… Thomas prodded, “Do I think it was…?” Uncertain, Eve ventured, “Your sister?” “Alison?” Thomas balked. “No, not possible, she’s… it’s not her.” She’s what? Institutionalized? Dead?
