Chapter 15
“Where have you been?” Angie asked as Marcus came in the door. She put down the rifle on the counter and let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “I was worried sick about you!”
Then she realized just how she sounded and shame walked over her. Marcus was a grown man and she was a grown woman. He could leave the house without her permission.
“Marcus, I’m sorry,” she said with a sigh. She lowered herself into a chair at the kitchen table and ran her hands through her hair. “I was just worried. I don’t have any right to question you.”
He didn’t say anything. She looked up at him. He looked a little shell-shocked, as if something bad had happened.
“Marcus?”
He was carrying a stack of manila folders. He dropped them onto the table with a loud thump. S
