Tessa stood, knocking her chair back. “Stop it! I don’t want to hear anything else. I didn’t see anyone threatening on the street — except for you! Jane and I thought we were going to have to ask the guy on the corner, in the dark...” Her eyes went wide, but then she shook her head. “No! I still don’t believe you. And now I am leaving.”
He stood too, and his height and agile grace seemed far more menacing now. Tessa measured the distance, thinking she would have to push past him to get to the door. How stupid that she had left her mobile at home. Panic gripped her and her eyes darted about, looking for a weapon. They lit on the knife he had used to cut the pie.
“Don’t,” he said gently. “I already told you — you have nothing to fear from me. I came here to save you from the Polys and I pr
