The End, Almost

“I got you. You followed and wound up right where I wanted you.” The child considered this for a moment. “Terrible thing, when a child goes missing. You’re in a world of trouble, missy.” And still she stared at the air around his head without blinking. Not with that stunned look of a deer caught in the headlights of his car, but with some real thought behind. Damn. What a waste of potential. But it would make the tragedy more impactful, wouldn’t it?