I'd been running through those woods for close to a decade. Scared of what was behind me. Turns out there was nothing there. Just me and the choices I'd made. I should have died, but I didn't. When I wokr up, I stopped running from the monsters... and I decided that from then on... the monsters needed to be afraid of me.
Tell me you don't want her gone, mother. Tell me Emma hasn't been a shadow on your life since that night you went looking for the Coffin Witch after my grandfather died. Tell me that and I'll leave. But I don't think you will. I think for once in your life you want to be honest with me, mother. Let me help you.
Galanthine potion isn't toxic in small doses. Even this much won't kill me right away. And I have it on good authority this is the only card I've got left to play. If I don't come back, tell Nate I'm sorry.
I knew Frost didn't believe me. About my CI, about the witchcraft, any of it. But for some reason, that morning he trusted me. Later, Detective Ingersoll said it was the biggest mistake of his career. I wouldn't say that. I'd say it was the biggest mistake of his life.