Chapter 7Gideon had just crawled into bed, dawn threatening to crack along the horizon, when the knocks came at his door.
“Who the f**k is it now?” he muttered as he grabbed his jeans and slipped them on. He didn’t bother with a shirt. He’d been in bed. Whoever it was, they were lucky he was bothering to get dressed at all.
He heard the pulse the split second before he opened the door. It wasn’t enough to stop the surprise on his face to see Mary standing on the other side.
“Are you okay?” he said in lieu of a greeting.
Mary nodded. “Yeah, I’m fine. Nobody was hurt. Mama didn’t even need to go to the hospital.” She paused. “Can I come in?”
He stepped aside, giving her room to enter. As she brushed past him, the scent of smoke still clinging to her skin grew stronger.
“I got the guy w
