Chapter 5
Working on a long, slow kata to rebuild his muscles, a knock on the front door got Landon’s attention. He looked at the clock. Trey was due home soon but he obviously had a key to his own house. It was probably some salesman or the door-to-door Jesus people. He could seriously do without either of those. He opened the front door and found a very pregnant woman standing there. She had a black eye, her face was red from crying and there were bruises on her wrists.
She stared at him for several seconds. “I was looking for Trey Jernigan.”
“He lives here, but he’s not home yet.” Landon slowly processed the facial resemblance. “Karen?”
“Yes. I really need to talk to him. Do I know you?”
“He should be here in fifteen to twenty minutes. You probably don’t remember me. I’m Landon Cro
