Mia
I was cuddled securely in Andy’s arms when the sound of a gunshot echoed from the distance, which was followed by this dreadful silence descending upon us. I knew instantly that James had shot Herbert Weston dead, and without a doubt, I felt relief. I knew it was inappropriate to have this sort of feeling when a man’s life was taken from this earth, despite the fact that man had caused so much pain, but I couldn’t help it.
Herbert Weston was dead, after all. The man who had tormented us was gone forever. He could no longer hunt us down and hurt us, and God, I felt that was a blessing.
I clung to Andy tighter as he, too, tightened his arms around me. I felt we were comforting each other after all we had been through together. Of course, I didn’t know how Andy felt about Herbert fina
