CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Hana stirred as Bodie raised his voice. “I know what you did!” he shouted.
“Don’t fight.” Sleep slurred her words and the dream whipped them around her head until she no longer understood them.
“He’s talking crap as usual.” Vik postured and Hana cringed. She knew what came next and exhaustion sapped her energy.
“Don’t say it!” she shouted. “Don’t tell him. Please, don’t tell him.” She shot up the bed, seeing the horror in Bodie’s eyes.
Her feet felt glued to the mattress as she struggled to release them from the sheets. The cold air bit into her bare legs. Hana spun on the spot, trying to remember the way to the door and the voices ceased. “No!” she begged. “Please, no.”
Groggy and disoriented, she weaved around the room, tracing the furniture with her outstretched
