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The statement wasn’t meant to be rude and was spoken with a finesse only Eric could manage. He and Lexie were survivors and street smart. She’d taught him well.
He cocked his head. “I thought your dog was a he?”
The womanhadreferred to her pet as a he and then a she. I tried to keep my face pleasant because Lexie wouldn’t approve of Mr. Stoic making an appearance, but he was getting very close.
“Did I say she?” She shook her head in asilly megesture. “It’s been a long day.”
“That’s okay. We have to go now,” he said.
We were almost back to the van when she called out. “How do I get in touch with you if I’d like to order?”
He slapped his pocket. “I forgot to give you a business card.”
He raced back to the door and held out the card. She grabbed him by the wrist and twisted him in a headlock so fast I barely had time to react.
“Oww!” he screamed.
I sprinted toward them.What was she doing? And why had I let him go back alone?
“You should stop where you are.” She pointed a gun at me and when that didn’t keep me from surging forward, she turned it on Eric.
No. No. No.
I skidded to a halt and she smiled the most evil smile I’d ever seen.
“That’s better. Now you’re going to get in the van and drive away.”
“Why would I do that?”
She pressed the gun harder into Eric’s temple. He writhed in pain.
“That’s why.” She did it again for emphasis. “And don’t bother calling the cops. They can’t keep me from seeing my son.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
Lexie
They should’ve been homeby now.
It was after seven. Maybe they’d stayed at Grey Paws a little longer so they could visit with Teague, Pepper, and Miss Adeline.
Or maybe they’d gone by the kitchen to attempt to make tomorrow’s food. Lincoln would do something like that, even if it took him all night.
I leaned into the pillows.
He was so thoughtful it blew my mind. And to think I’d almost let my parents ruin it.
I rubbed my forehead.Where had that headache come from?It was so strong and so fast, I’d hardly been able to finish preparing lunch.
It had subsided a bit and was no longer crippling. I’d slept most of the afternoon with the dogs beside me. They’d been good at watching over me.
I picked up my phone.
Just call him. It’s not like you don’t live with him or anything.
But it was strange to contact him on a whim. Part of me felt like we needed a pre-set warning that I’d be calling him.
You’re overthinking, Lexie.
