"Jesus…" Sawyer opened the door to leave, and found Francesca waiting outside on the porch. "How long have you been standing there?"
"I don't think that matters. How long did you plan on keeping me waiting when I sent Jonas to…"
"...don't start. I'm in a good mood, I could really do without you ruining it."
Francesca folded her arms and glared at her brother.
"I'm sorry the fact I need your help for once is so inconvenient. I'm sure she'll get on her knees for you again later."
Sawyer ignored Francesca and turned his back on her as he began unlocking the door, but she followed him into the house and he knew that meant she was uneasy about something.
"Why did you send Jonas over here earlier? He didn't seem to think it was as urgent as you do."
Sawyer went through to the kitchen
