Another shrug.
She sighed. She wouldn’t bother him if he didn’t want to talk to her.
“I’m just worried that Cade might barge in here and take you away from me,” she said in a low voice.
He sucked in a deep breath, his eyelashes fluttering up. Then he searched his notes again and started to sign. “Cade isn’t the…” He wrote something on a page and showed it to her. “Ringmaster.” He signed again. “He’s the muscle, not the mind.”
“Cade isn’t the one who drugged you?”
He shook his head and signed, pausing a couple of times to check the alphabet. “Murdock drugged me. He’s the clever one. I grew up with him, following him and his minions from one place to another.”
“Goodness. We don’t even know what Murdock looks like. But no matter. You have us now. We’ll do everything we can to protect you from whoever tries to hurt you.” She stretched out a hand to touch him and hesitated.
He gently took her hand and held it as if he were handling a precious gem. Again, he gave her the adoring look that broke her heart.
Sudden silence came from the other side of the door. Samuel released her hand and averted his gaze.
She craned her neck. “Either they stopped fighting or they killed each other.”
A corner of his mouth quirked up in a smile, which made her realise how rarely he smiled.
“Let’s see what happened, shall we?”
