Chapter 8
“Lizzie was where?”
Emma stared at Gideon and Jesse in disbelief. Though neither was in touching distance, the wariness they exuded was palpable, reaching across the distance of the office waiting room to twist around her body and turn it to ice. She hadn’t been bothered by having to wait until morning to talk to them more about Lizzie. After witnessing—albeit from a distance—their lovemaking, she had gone back to bed, content she was in the right hands. Now, those hands were folded across chests, tucked inside pockets, their shoulders nearly touching as they stood next to each other in front of Jesse’s desk to provide a united front.
She certainly never expected them to tell her her sister was a part of the monstrosities she’d witnessed.
Jesse reached behind him and picked u
