Liam stepped into the scorching sun outside the restaurant, his skin literally burning with his own sweat. It did not feel right. Nothing felt right at that moment. His energy was immensely drained and he could barely see. All in the space of 48 hours, he had gone to an auction which started out fine and ended disruptively—causing him to use a great amount of power and energy without having the time to replenish it. Then he went right on to bring his wife from her drunken slumber, got into an uninteresting argument with her and crashed right into another woman who was so engulfed in her own grief, she didn’t see anything else. Stopping Taylor’s body from plummeting into the window and breaking her skull, then stopping the crash and forcing that woman’s daughter’s soul back into her body wa
