Martin scratched his scalp and got out of the bed. He began the agitating habit of pacing back and forth for a minute or two, then suddenly stopped and looked at her. So many things were going through his mind. Including doubt whether he was doing the right thing. But he had a pressing question he had to ask first. “You believe me then? You believe what I am telling you is true?”
“The jury is still out on that,” she deadpanned. “You are either crazy… really basket case nuts… or I am.” Her shoulder lifted in a simple shrug. “Maybe we both are. Or maybe you are just trying to scare me or something.” A deep frown furrowed her brows. “You don’t have to try so hard if you are just trying to scare me.”
The brows above his eyes were drawn together in a thoughtful frown. “You just saw my eyes c
