Chapter Twelve
“Una. Una! Wake up!” said a vaguely familiar voice. She grumbled in response, and someone shook her shoulder. “Please, you must hurry.”
Una sat up and rubbed her eyes. The room was dark. “Why are you here?”
“I don’t have time to explain it to you now, but please trust me. You have to leave, now.” Flynn’s voice was calm but his tone left no doubt that it would be a bad idea for both of them if she stayed. “Do you have another place to stay and be safe?”
Ignoring the question, she asked, “How am I going see you again if I can’t stay here?” He didn’t seem to be paying attention to her. “I’d hoped you could give me some answers,” she said pleading.
Flynn sighed. “I know, and I’m sorry. But you really have to leave now. If you can, try and come back to the cottage in two day
