Benedict saunters toward us like he"s at his leisure. Almost as if there hadn"t just been the worst announcement imaginable not a minute before. My pulse races and the anger bubbles up once more. How can anything be normal when Hank’s mom and my cat are in danger? I glance at the man in question, checking he"s dealing with his mom"s situation well enough.
Hank smiles, but it doesn"t cover the pain in his eyes. He"s surviving though. Like me. And that"s the important thing.
I turn my attention to the new arrival. I can"t imagine what Benedict is doing here. And his appearance only adds more questions to the list. How did he know we"re here? And why does it matter.
James looks puzzled, worried even. That"s odd. He"s old friends with Benedict and was nice to him last time. Will seethes nex
