I didn’t even glance back. I stepped over the concrete slab in my plastic-covered shoes and walked away calmly, listening to Avery’s trembling gasps and desperate screams beneath me.

It felt incredibly satisfying.

I wasn’t worried about evidence. In my past life, I’d tried everything to prove I’d saved Avery and found nothing—no cameras, no witnesses, no proof.

This was an abandoned suburb. No one came here. The building collapsed on its own. Avery climbed in there voluntarily. What did any of it have to do with an innocent girl like me?

Besides… I wasn’t the one killing him.

I smiled eerily and sent a set of photos to Lilith....