Rain walked around in front of Ben and saw the haunted look in his eye. "Are you ok Ben?"

"It's my fault they died." Ben's throat was tight, his words barely a whisper.

"Who?"

"The boys in the foster home."

"How did they die?"

"In the fire."

"Did you set the fire?" Rain asked gently.

"No."

"How is it your fault?"

"I was trying to be a hero," Ben's expression twisted.

"But you didn't set the fire."

"NO! I- I was trying to protect the girls from him. Protect Louisa."

Rain felt a chill that had nothing to do with the rain pouring down on them. She knew where this...