Chapter Fourteen
“Ben, it’s Luke. I’m coming back inside. I’ve got the scene squared away out here. The Feds have arrived and everyone is cooling their heels,” he called out as he stepped in the back door.
He didn’t have to look back to know that both Harold and Agent McLeod were out there, staying out of sight. The agent had insisted on tagging along and wouldn’t take no for an answer. Luke stepped into the kitchen, and the floor squeaked. His hands were up as he walked into the living room, taking in the closed curtains, very aware of the Beretta pressing into his back, tucked under his belt. Marcus was sitting and holding Eva in his lap, but his mom was still on the floor, looking tired. The expression on her face was a mix of fear and anger.
He nodded to them, then to Ben, who was s
