Chapter 32.
Keira’s POV.
The sound of the rain pelting down on the roof of the car, blended with the raging storm inside my head. We had been driving in circles until moments ago when Jerry pointed out that it was getting quite late. I asked him to get me to the nearest most affordable hotel. Access to the credit card from Mrs. Hawthorne didn’t mean I was foolish enough to assume I could make any expenses as I wished. I had already taken some fire earlier for the job on my grandfather’s farm.
“Where would you stay then?” I asked Jerry in concern as he brought the car to a stop in the hotel’s parking lot.
“No worries about that, ma’am. I’ve got family in the area,” he reassured.
I reluctantly climbed down from the car. My hesitation was born from two things. First, I didn’t want to sle
