“Well, someone should have found something by now. You’ve had two weeks now.” Kellis was beyond angry. No surprise. She always had been extremely protective of all of us. “Get it in gear!”
Kierce leaned back on the couch. He had answered Mak’s call after Mak had scooped me up off the ground and hurried me inside the house. He’d put me in the hallway. It had taken me a moment to realize it was because of the lack of windows.
I just sat there shivering like an idiot.
Someone had just tried to kill me again. And I don’t know what I have ever done to anyone to deserve this. I never hurt anyone. I never share secrets. I try to help those less fortunate. I work hard—at home in the garden, and with my pots, and at work with Theo. I never say anything bad about anyone.
What have I done to deserve this? I just sat there, shaking like an idiot as I tried to process what was happening around me.
“It’s not that easy, and you damned well know it,” Kierce said. He wrapped a hand around her wrist and pulled her to sit next to him.
Even though I was extremely upset, I didn’t miss that touch. He’d never touched her in front of me before, I don’t think. Yet there was an intimacy about it that was unmistakable.
I was going to ask her about that later. Right now…I need to get my thoughts straight.
“Maybe I…I need to go away for a while?” I asked. “Hide?”
Kellis stopped at looked at me. She shook her head emphatically. “Absolutely not. You’re not going anywhere.”