Zander
Sitting in the office questioning Lydia was killing me. I could barely concentrate on the conversation knowing Helen was upstairs. I had missed her all day and then the panic that she might be hurt. She had been too far away. Yeah, it had taken less than an hour to ride to her rescue but I dreaded to think what could have happened. What if the sniper had aimed at her first? I couldn't shake from my mind what might have happened if she had been the target.
We weren't letting her out of the packhouse again without us. It was bad enough that there were two floors between us right now. I couldn't take it anymore and mind linked Morgan. His head snapped up as he looked at me in complete agreement.
"Lydia, we have a room made up for you. Let's all get some rest and reconvene tomorrow
