Dakota tried to stand as tall as possible. He was the shortest person in the room, and he felt even smaller. He wanted nothing more than to escape Eleanor’s scrutiny. “Should we try and go after him? Maybe we could follow the blood or something.”
Picking up a rifle near the door, Eddie joined her sister by the window. “Not sure that’s a good idea. It’s tempting, but—as far as we know, we only got one of those crystals that protects against what the guy can do. Which means that whoever isn’t wearing it is vulnerable.”
“But that man is still out there!” Emily protested from across the room. Dakota had forgotten her presence entirely. “Do we wanna wait here for him to come back?!”
“He’s injured. Big time, right?” Eddie addressed their impromptu savior.
“Yeah.”
She mumbled something to he
