Chapter Twenty FourJack gazed out of the window as he munched thoughtfully on a piece of toast. He didn't hear Kitto enter.
“Is Kiera meditating?” He asked.
Jack turned to face him and tried to sound casual, “I looked outside but didn't see her. I think she's still in bed.”
“Well, she wasn't feeling very well last night so we'll let her sleep in today shall we?” Kitto put a saucepan on the hob and set about making porridge.
“Hmmmm,” Jack turned back to look out of the window. Something isn't right.
“Happy New Year,” he said as he left the room and headed upstairs. He stood outside Kiera's bedroom door and listened intently. Everything was silent.
“What are you doing?” Kitto whispered loudly from behind him, making him jump.
Jack shrugged awkwardly, “It's nothing, I just can't shake
