There was someone above him. Kneeling over him, bent forward. Moving –
Stabbing. The man was stabbing Zach, plunging his hand down into Zach’s chest –
Laura wanted to move forward, to do something, to intervene, but as in all of her visions she was only trapped, watching, unable to move. She couldn’t do anything to stop this from happening. To save Zach’s life. To even see the damage.
And then the man over him turned and looked at her, looked right at her, and –
Just for a moment, the tendrils cleared, the fog lifted, and she saw his face as clear as day.
Christopher Fallow.
She’d seen Chris stabbing Zach in the chest.
Laura breathed again, staring at Zach’s hand on the table with horror, her heart beating so fast she thought she was going to pass out.