"Yes." Julie folded her arms. She wasn't cold. She looked like someone standing at the edge of a high roof. "There's more. Reyes sent me his report this morning, since I'm a witness too." She took the phone back and scrolled. "Raymond and Eva were found on the stairs of the Lakehouse, high out of their minds, with a bag of their own product in the foyer. And they've been babbling about it ever since. Glowing eyes. A floating child. Dogs that eat wood."
"Aye. I read that."
"Their lawyer is going to say the same thing, but calmly, in a suit." Her voice stayed level, which was worse than if it had shaken. "Drugs. Hallucinations. Two traumatized children who saw things in a dark house, and who have every reason to make the bad men look worse. The defense doesn't need to prove my kids are lying. They only need the judge to think they're dreaming."
Duncan's hand tightened around hers.
