Chapter Twenty
“Try again. This time I want the truth,” Victoria said.
“He’s a little clueless when it comes to the modern world but he knows all about killing with a sword and Celtic jewellery.” Sydney laughed at the flare of interest she saw in her mum’s eyes at the mention of jewellery.
“Don’t be cruel, Sydney. What’s really going on? Is it drugs?” Victoria asked.
Sydney sighed and wiped at her face. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me.” Her skin felt tight where the blood had dried against it. A different tight to what she felt when Corrin wasn’t near her. “I need to use the bathroom.” She eyed Corrin. “So do you.”
Malcolm looked around. “We should probably take this discussion inside.” He turned to Shawn. “But you can go home. This has nothing to do with you and Sydney isn’t interest
