“Pie!” she announced, shoving it under their noses. “Lemon custard. Bet you two like that! Want it? You can have it! Take it!” Berg gazed at the pie and then her before asking, “So how many people did you kill?” Charlie cringed. They should have locked Stevie in her room, but she could claw her way out if she was anxious enough. “It’s not what you think,” she promised. “So, you didn’t kill a bunch of people?” “Not like that. Like we went on a murder spree. They were trying to take our sister. And they weren’t afraid to get rid of me and Max to make it happen. What did you want us to do?” “It’s
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