Twenty-Seven
We returned to the library to find Desmond sitting alone. I looked around in confusion. “Where’s Belladonna?”
“She said she didn’t think she needed the protection after all,” he answered.
“No, just because they didn’t get to her yet doesn’t mean they won’t take a swing at her when we aren’t looking or when she lets her guard down.”
“I told her as much, but she was insistent that she was going to get out of town for a while. She said she’s the last living member of her family, but she’s got friends out of state she can stay with for a while. Something about a ranch in North Dakota or something.”
That didn’t sit well with me. Why had she come back if she was just going to take off again? J.T. pressed the palm of his hand into my back, guiding me to the chair beside my cousi
