A loud shriek from beyond the doorway echoed into the room just as King wanted to speak. Only Trevor looked.
None of them needed to be told who it came from. Julia had been crying all day long and her voice was now familiar to everyone in the room.
They all guessed what might have caused that reaction. Derrick had hit her. It was easy to tell.
An extended silence followed thereafter, it seemed they'd all left.
With his heart throbbing a systemic beat in his mouth, Trevor turned to find King observing him like a difficult puzzle.
Nova continued, scowling at him with that smoldering rage of hers.
The only thing keeping her from snatching his life was King standing next to her.
Trevor would have raised both his hands in helplessness if they weren't gripping his injured neck.
The blood
