Chapter Thirteen
More than a week went by and Lacie tried her best to get back into a routine. She was unsettled and was getting only short bouts of sleep. But she was home now and safe. She had no intention of leaving this city, or going anywhere without security, until this was all over.
She hadn’t seen Sorcha since they’d returned from Elijah’s cabin. They had talked briefly on the phone, but when Sorcha had shown up on her doorstep that day, it was a surprise to Lacie. As distracted as Lacie was by her own troubles, she could see her friend fidgeting from the moment she’d walked in.
“What’s wrong with you today?” Lacie asked her over the kitchen table after they’d been talking for around half an hour and Sorcha hadn’t revealed the source of her agitation. “I thought I was jumpy, but
