To avoid arousing the villagers' suspicion, Renee Jennings couldn't go to the scene herself, so she had to entrust the task to Inky and Ash.
Her heart pounded like a drum. She worried that Inky wouldn't be able to persuade the family's livestock to help.
"Renee, I'll do my best!" Inky could sense Renee Jennings's anxiety. "If I can't convince them to help, I'll go cause some mayhem myself!"
Renee Jennings reached out to stroke its feathers, smiling. "Thank you, Inky."
"You're welcome!" With that, Inky and Ash flew out the window together.
Renee Jennings stood at the window, watching their silhouettes gradually merge with the night. Her brow furrowed, her heart weighed down as if by a heavy stone.
If her plan failed, Evelyn Hollis would have to spend the rest of her life trying to heal from the trauma of this day.
"Don't put so much pressure on yourself." Henry Stark came to her side, his tone calm. "You've already done everything you can."
