Chapter 21
Father Hall caught her wrist before she managed to swing her fist at him.
He and Jean each held one of the red globes. Jean seemed quite natural holding a projectile, whereas Father Hall equally armed in his full black cassock looked odd to Victoria’s eyes.
“What’s happened, Victoria?” he said, his arm drawn back to throw the fire grenade.
Victoria managed to laugh despite her thundering heart from fear of more of Stewart’s henchmen arriving rather than her friends. The despicable state of her clothing and hands and probably her face from her rough encounter with the jail’s floor only kept her laughing.
“Be careful with those,” she finally said, touching his arm. “They’re loaded with pain potion, not saltwater.”
“I recognized them as fire grenades,” Jean said, nodding. “Bu
