his knee and his
face wore a look of concern and regret. One hand
slowly stretched out as one would do with a strange
animal to let it know no harm was meant.
“Anna, it’s OK, I’m not going to hurt you.”
“What happened? Whose blood is on my neck
and dried in my hair?”
Her head jerked to the side as someone else burst
into the room. Jack looked ticked off when he
looked at the man on the floor but concerned and
hurt when his eyes met hers. She glanced back to
Sebastian. His attention turned to the man behind
him. Survival instincts pushed her into high gear.
She jumped to her feet as fast as a bullet and ran out
the bedroom door, taking them both by surprise.
She spied the front door, two feet away.
I hope I never see him again.
Hope had reached the surface only to be
shattered like glass as Sebastian sped past her and
blocked the door. She stopped her advance and
glared at him. Her chest heaved and her body shook
even more.
Netted again. Dang, I’m starting to feel like a
caged animal here.
She smelled Jack standing near the fountain
behind her. Sebastian spoke first.
“Anna, let me explain, please. I promise you are
not in danger.”
“Don’t lie to the poor girl.”
She watched his eyes glance from her to Jack
and back before he continued.
“Fine! You are not in danger from me.”
“Now she’s not.”
“Jack, will you shut up? You are not helping.
Anna, please, have a seat on the couch and I will
explain everything. Would you like some coffee?”
In a huff, she stormed to the sofa and dropped
down. “Looks like I don’t have a choice. If I say yes
to the coffee, are you going to spike it with
anything?”
“Only French Vanilla, unless you want
something stronger.”
“No, that’s fine.” She pulled the small pillow in
her lap.
“Jack, for heaven’s sake, sit down! She is
nervous enough.”
“And why is that? She’s scared to death and
that’s your fault.”
She turned her head his direction “Jack, I would
feel better if you weren’t hovering like a ghost over
there.”
She looked back at Sebastian as he stomped to
the kitchenette in a huff of his own. Scared and
nervous, she watched them both suspiciously. Her
eyes rolled to Jack as he got close and sat in the
chair across from her. Tension crawled across her
skin as if ants on parade. Paranoia seemed to stalk
her as the unknown stretched on. Jack’s voice, soft
and tender, grabbed her attention.
“Are you OK? I mean physically? I know you
are terrified.”
“I didn’t find any injuries, if that’s what you
mean.”
Sebastian rounded the couch with three mugs of
coffee and sat next to her. She grabbed the hot mug
when he offered it to her. She cautiously scooted to
the end of the couch, away from Sebastian. She
noticed the hurt expression on his face when she
did, but acted as if she hadn’t seen it.
I don’t want to be that close to him right now.
She worked at sipping the coffee as he spoke.
“First, let me say I’m very sorry for what I did. I
never meant for it to happen. It wasn’t planned.”
She looked him in the eye and spoke harshly.
“Just tell me what happened so I can go home.”
Jack’s quick movement caught her attention and
she glanced in his direction. He buried his face in
his hands and shook his head. A second later, he ran
his hands down his face, and threw his hair, clearly
disturbed.
Oh God, this is bad.
Her attention shot back to Sebastian. He watched
his friend a moment and then looked back at her.
“Unfortunately, you can never go back there. I
have stolen that life from you.”
She was confused and angry.
“What do you mean, stolen that life from me?”
“Exactly what it sounds like. For you that life is
over. In my excitement, I gave you a new life.”
“And against her will!”
“You are confusing me. Please just get on with
it.”
Her mind and body seemed frozen in place.
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