Claire was almost relieved that Roy kept hold of her arm when she saw Jennifer’s expression. She wanted to run out there and tell her to back off. The only time she’d seen an expression like that was on the face of a predator when watching a movie. Right before it attacked its prey.
“Not that it’s any of your business, but no, I’m not,” Nate said. “You’ve got till the count of three to get out of here before I ring the cops.”
Stanley faced them. “He’s not here. We’ll look somewhere else.” He strode towards the front of the house without waiting for Jennifer.
She smiled up at Nate, her expression not changing. “It was lovely meeting you.” She drew out the word ‘lovely’.
“Not in the slightest.” Nate held her gaze, his arms remaining at his sides. “Now out.”
Jennifer reached for him, her
