Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“We can stay though? You’ll keep my mom safe?”
“Of course.” I answer for King who aims a smile my way, letting me know he appreciated me answering for him like I owned the place. “We have a cabin for you.” I think we do anyway. I remember a few being empty.
“We do.” King agrees with me. Danny pulls down the sleeve of Isaac’s sweater covering up the bandage.
“Might hurt a little more tomorrow. Nothing a little Advil won’t cure.”
“Thanks.” Isaac stands. “Can I see my mom now?”
“I’ll take you to her.” Cyn says stepping into the room next. She’d gone off with the boy’s mom for a talk. King and Pippa has disappeared somewhere with Ethan. I was ordered to stay with my sister to help her if she needed it. I’m not great with being ordered around but the look on King’s face had told me that it wasn’t the time to smart off. It is clear to me that Cyn and King know what they are doing around here. I would stay out of their way and do what I could to help when they told me.
Cyn guides Isaac out, leaving just Danny, King and I in the small medical room. She cleans up a few of her supplies putting them away. It’s quiet in the room besides her opening and closing drawers.
“I can get more stuff. Just make a list.” King tells her finally breaking the silence in the room. All of us are on edge with everything that happened. I can tell he’s still on edge.
“What the fuck is Ethan doing here?” Danny ignores King’s words folding her arms over her chest. Yeah, I was wondering that, too. After King got the boy under control and told his mom he was there to keep them safe he cuffed Ethan. I’m not sure that’s legal or anything but he’d done it. Then he’d shoved him into the back of a car that Pippa took off in. Now I have no idea, not only what Ethan is doing here, but where they took him.
“Looks like you might not be the only one with a stalker.” King’s eyes pin me with a look.
“Me?” I point to myself. “I wouldn't call you a stalker, King.” I joke. He doesn't smile at my small tease. Then it hits me. “What? Are you saying Ethan is stalking me?” I thought it was Danny who was being stalked, not me. This doesn’t make sense. I never even considered that Ethan would contemplate stalking me.
“Why else would he be here?” Danny mumbles sounding disgusted.
“How did he even find me?” No one knew where I was going. As soon as I got my sister’s letter I was out the door and on my way here. I only told my boss that I’d be gone for awhile. That I didn't know when I’d be back. I didn’t even disclose to him where I was going.
“He has a tracker on your car.” King supplies. With each second that passes, he seems to be getting more angry. I’m not real sure what to say to his response. I should likely be freaked out but I know King isn't going to let anything happen to me. I also know that King is probably only holding on by a thin string when it comes to losing his control, so I try to remain as calm as possible. Knowing that if he sees me upset, it will not end up well for Ethan.
“I don’t know why he’d track me. We hardly talk. All he wants is in my pants.” My words do not help the anger rolling off King one bit.
“He might have popped off at the mouth about wanting to be your first.” King finally gives. I can tell he didn't want to tell me that.
“I’m guessing you popped him in the mouth for that.” Danny smiles. Her eyes go to King’s hand. I look there, too, and see his knuckles are all red.
“Lets just say we came to an understanding.”
“Is he dead?” I whisper. “The ground is way too hard to bury any bodies right now. You’ll need a lake and some chicken wire.”
My sister lets out a small laugh from beside me. She was the one who told me that you have to wrap a body in chicken wire before you throw it in the lake so it won’t float back up to the top. It is a disgusting yet rather cool thing to know. I didn't realize that you learned these things in medical school but I guess you do.
“He’s handled.” King reaches for me, pulling me into his warm body. “Like I said. We came to an understanding. He won’t be back.”
“Is it always this eventful around here?” Danny asks, as she takes her stethoscope off, placing it on the counter.