CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
“WALES?” WINSTON SLAMMED his fist on the coffee table that night. “He’s taking Dee to Wales?”
“That’s what Rena says.” Lydia paced across Winston’s hardwood floor, barefoot in the oversized T-shirt she wore around the house.
“God, why did you go over there? I told you to stay away.”
“If I hadn’t gone we wouldn’t have known his plans.” She sobbed, hyperventilating. “We can’t let him take my...my sister.”
“It’s okay.” He hopped over to her and hugged her. “Don’t cry. I’m not letting Jonathan take Dee anywhere. If I got to kidnap Dee, I will.”
“How did this happen?” She put her arms around him. “I’m so scared.”
“I’ll talk to Shauna.” He looked her in the eyes. “I’ll see if she knows anything.”
She sighed, sitting on the couch.
He called Shauna and asked if he could
