“I thought as much just by appearance alone. You resemble him quite a lot.” Both of his children did from the little Evan saw of them when they had been younger and then around Beacon Hills. “He told me he was. How is that?”
“I’ll take that as a compliment, Mister Hearn.” Because every little girl wanted to be like their parents, she figured it was the proper thing to say and it was true, she did aspire to be like her father. She aspired to not be so weak when it came to killing. Her thoughts flashed back to Carrie once more and for the time being, she felt grateful that, as far as she knew, Evan wasn’t something supernatural or he’d hear her heart going faster. “It’s going as well as can be expected. We’re learning quickly.” She paused. “And we added onto our family. Dad let me take in a stray puppy and I named him Renegade.” She figured it was fitting, considering the life she and her family lead.













