“Firewalker?” demanded Raymond, but Jonah's mind went elsewhere.
Nella had been with a killer? For months and months? Anything could have happened. Anything. But Jonah blocked the thoughts. Unimaginable things could have happened, but mercifully, they hadn't.
Until now.
Dylan began to realize his situation. “You can't hurt me,” he attempted. “And you're lying! You wouldn't have a harmless middle-aged homemaker on The Plane with No Name. She don't even look like she can't hurt a gnat—”
Without warning, Mrs. Decessio punched Dylan across the face. She actually knocked over his chair. Jonah and all the Decessio boys stared at her, shocked.
“After everything that you told Mr. Manville,” said Alvin, who shook his head.
Mrs. Decessio gave him a quelling look. The presence of the previously
