Rights To Privacy

It's late in the evening, and Jude still hasn't returned. Lana's calling, so I answer. She asks, "What's up? We talked, and then you fell off. You ignore our group texts. Bethany and I went to your home and yoga studio to no avail. Where are you staying?"

"I know how to hide, Lana."

"You're such a liar. I talked to Zelma."

"So you stayed in contact with Zelma after Phyllis died?"

"Zelma's a part of our sorority."

"How convenient."

"Ajay, you shouldn't be there. I'll say it for you since you're beating around the bush. You're a witch. You told Justine, who told Zelma, who told me."

"What else has Zelma told you?"

Lana tells me Zelma isn't an innocent bystander. From the moment she dropped me off at Jude's house when Aaron left me stranded, she's been watching me.

Dean was unaware of how much his daughters knew about the Knights. Zelma and Justine's mother died before they moved to Knight's Island. Feeling hopeless, Dean needed a way to bring meaning back into his life.

Dean was se