Chapter Nineteen
Tumbling into the water, Angelica felt the water cave in around her. Savannah's hands were tightly gripped around her shoulders, clinging for dear life. This was not the affable, placid, girl that Angelica had loathed for so long-this was an entirely new person. Angelica recapped her life, somehow just knowing her time was limited. Her entire body stiffened as she felt the frigid water soak into her body.
As her whole life was about to end abruptly, Angelica knew she had fulfilled her duty here on Earth. All she needed was one precious Christmas miracle, and she could resume living her life. She had so much more to learn, to love, to live. She just couldn't die; she couldn't-she was so young. From this point backwards, Angelica had never really realized how precious life really was.
Her air capacity was failing, and she needed air desperately. This must be a bad dream, it must be. Suddenly, she felt that stiff hand transform fragile and float gently to the bottom of the lake. May God bless your soul, Savannah, Angelica thought, knowing it was the end for her enemy. She had won the war, but there was some part that Angelica needed to complete the battle…
A stiff pull dragged Angelica out of the water, and she grasped for air as she landed on the shore's mossy waters. She was alive, an angel had saved her. As she gazed for her angel, she felt a warm set of arms grasp her. For a minute, Angelica genuinely thought it was Savannah greeting her from heaven, but she finally spotted the person. It was her best friend, Susie, who was anxiously waiting for her. Tears poured out of her eyes endlessly as the shock wore off.
"Angie, we have to get out…" Susie barely inaudibly croaked.
"What…what's happening?" Angelica pondered, wondering where she was.
"We're at Cornwall-" Susie began to say.
"Crap!" Angelica cried, scurrying desperately for her clothes. There it was-the gleaming piece of metal. "We have to get to the police station."
"Why?" Do you have anything to bring Savannah down?" Susie asked.
"You bet I do," Angelica charismically chirped.
Suddenly, the entire dock burst into flames, including the surrounding area. Their home, their place, was going down. Everything they had experienced was slowly draining. Angelica lost it right there on the beach, sensing it was the end. There wasn't anything that Susie could do to console her friend, so she opted for a different approach.
"We have to go, Angelica! Before we burn down too!" Susie whimpered.
"But I can't!" Angelica wailed.
"C'mon-do what you would make your parents proud," Susie offered her hand to Angelica, and she accepted the offer. The two scurried down the inflamed beach and to one place-the police station.
Two Hours Later
Angelica darted into the police station, soaked and out of breath. Susie trailed behind, grasping for air. The officers looked at them strangely, but they were more shocked with what Susie was holding out to them.
"Boys," she started. "We have the piece of evidence to prove Thomas and Charles innocent." And with that, she pulled out Angelica's most important manipulation weapon-her tape recorder, with all of Savannah's conversation!
What will happen to Tommy and Chuckie? What will happen to Cornwall, which is burning down right as I speak? Keep reading to find out!