“What’s so important that you had to—” Lilah asked, disgruntled and a little harried when she appeared at the front door. Willow laid a gentle hand on her arm as though to calm the female down, the terse complaining water off her back.
Willow leaned into her, quietly saying, “I would have told you if you’d let me get a word in edgeways, love.”
Lilah opened her mouth to argue, only to fall silent when people moved out of the way, revealing the grizzly and tense scene. Her dark eyes went round, huge in her face with a large white ring around the irises.
She rushed forward and looked at Walker, her hand reaching into the pocket of her long, white coat. “Another one? When did this happen? What were the circumstances—”
She asked question after question, rushing down the stairs and to the
