The Pawn and The Puppet (The Pawn and The Puppet #1)

by Brandi Elise Szeker

Scarlett’s eyes.

The eyes I gazed into as I lit her house on fire.

Dementia,

I haven’t even let myself grieve Scarlett’s death,

night before she died,

How could a mother let men touch her daughter? How could she hear my cries and collect her coin as I suffered?

Funny you ask, I had just watched my sister’s body burn in the fire that destroyed her childhood home,

That you burned her alive in the house you both lived in.

But I am the reason Scarlett can no longer complete this goal herself.

her death is a burden only I will live with.

It was not an accident. I killed my sister.