Chapter 23
Will leaped away from Dearne as Holbrook’s fury crashed over him, rendering him immobile for a moment.
“I knew it. I knew it!” thundered Holbrook. “Dirty, filthy little…” He stalked to the bed, but Dearne was fast. Faster than Will.
“What in God’s name do you think you are doing?” Dearne bellowed. It was his Captain’s voice, filled with authority and command. It halted Holbrook in his tracks.
“What I am doing is catching you in the act with this…this…” He turned and waved a hand in Will’s direction with a sneer of fury and disgust. “How dare you carry on this way? In my house, my home?” Holbrook was turning purple and, yet again, shame sank it’s claws into the depth of Will’s soul and held him fast.
“Carry on?” Dearne said, voice dangerously low. “Choose your words carefull
