“Where is Lachlan off to in such a hurry?” Whitney asked casually as she sat at the table working on a puzzle.
“Pack business.” Miranda smiled. “He left to quickly to give details.”
“Hmmph.” Whitney muttered. Since finding out Whitney was in fact her mother, Miranda and Lachlan had been very careful what was said around her.
“So, he wont be back for a while?” Whitney asked.
Miranda turned away from Whitney, pretending to do some acid and opened a mind link with Lachlan.
“I need you home imm….” The connection was blocked. She wasn’t sure if Lachlan had heard her.
Miranda turned around and stared at Whitney.
“Oh, are we still pretending I’m a 2 year old?” Whitney said innocently.
“I am well aware you are not Mother,” Miranda replied.
“I have need of you for a little job. We are goin
