Chapter 175: Momzilla

"Yeah," Stacey said, her eyes twinkling with mischief, leaving Aurora looking pretty miffed. Stacey went on casually, "Even if your folks find you here, any doubts about how you kicked the bucket won't point at me. The footprints leading up here are your own, so it doesn't look like you were led here to starve. They'd probably think you hid from the rain and, without any firewood, burned your walking stick, leaving you stuck and left to die." Matthew's face was as grim as Aurora's. It hit him that Stacey was a pro at killing without leaving a trace. "Well, it's time to say our goodbyes," Stacey said, her smile full of hidden meanings, "Good luck." With that, she led her crew out of the cave. "Stacey!" Matthew bellowed her name, but she didn't care. She kept walking and didn't look back. Once on the boat, she went to the guy leading the crew, "Arthur, I need fever and bleeding meds." Arthur nodded, "They're ready. The fever meds are from the stash you made for us." "Cool," Stac