Chapter 17
WHEN I WALKED THROUGH the doors to my father’s rooms, I was hit with a wall of sound. All three of them were standing up, staring at each other in a small circle, tension clear in their postures.
“You have to do something about this, Father!” Ava was saying loudly, and Tavlor nodded beside her.
Tavlor was probably the least vocal person I knew. And yet, he had the ability to let everyone know what he thought with a flicker of the brow or the twist of his lips. I glanced between the three of them, pursing my lips.
“What’s going on?” I asked, locking the door.
Matlock threw a spell at the door to make sure it was magically secure as well. It must have recognized me and allowed me to enter.
“Is something wrong with Courtney?” I asked, glancing around and realizing my sister s
