Sixteen
Scarlet had her dinner along with Alaric and his over-opinionated sister in the seating area beside the blazing fire that night. The silence was difficult and unforgiving as the last of the wood crackled and hissed in the hearth.
When Alaric got up to head out for more firewood, he heard Scarlet thank Elize for her much valued hospitality, thereafter claiming to be really tired.
As soon as he opened the door, the cold air bit at his skin through his clothes, his mind reeling over how he was going to tell Martins about Meyers.
In the meantime, Scarlet took a really hot shower, and upon exiting the bathroom found Elize waiting for her with the Colt in her hands. “We need to talk.”
“Yeah, I figured as much.”
Just after midnight, Scarlet lay in bed, uncomfortable and stewing in h
