She meets his gaze with a stony calm before standing up and crossing the room. He lifts himself off the floor as she returns to his side with the bracelet. She drops it into his waiting palm, and he turns it over twice. “E,” he says, appraising the charm. “For Emily,” she adds. “That’s my bracelet. He took it the night he abducted me. I found it with the rest of Emma’s effects. He left it for me to find.”
Oh crap
