“I’m here to rescue you,” I say. It sounds silly, since he obviously doesn’t need rescuing.
“You shouldn’t be here,” Jonah says. The guards eye us warily, but he raises a hand to them. “It’s fine. I know them.”
I step back, wounded by his words, as the others rush forward.
Grace throws her arms around Jonah and gives him a kiss. “It’s been two years,” she says. “I could have moved on, but I didn’t. I never gave up hope you were still alive.”
“I’m sorry,” Jonah says, as he holds her close. “I’ll explain everything.”
Marcus moves forward to give Jonah one of those quick man-hugs. “You better.”
“We’ve been worried,” Callan grumbles.
Bastien clasps Jonah’s hand. “Well, some of us assumed you were dead.”
Jonah lets out a short laugh at that. “It’s really good to see all of you. But how
