George reappeared. Behind him, Diane shuffled in with her hands twisted and tied behind her back.
Mark heard several gasps, including his own.
Everyone recognized the rope that tightened around Diane’s wrists at once. It was the same one that Andrew had dropped into the hole by accident.
“Diane!” Mark called out.
For some reason, Diane did not speak. She appeared petrified, and her large, glassy eyes stared blankly into the air. His heart sank.
“What do you say, Mark?” Jennifer sneered.