Soft, unassuming footfalls came towards their cell. Meriwa’s head lolled to the side, her eyes still closed. She’d been on the verge of nodding off. It had been a good twenty minutes since the front door had closed with a weighty bang; she’d thought that Willow had left with Walker, going back to her job and leaving him to deal with Jackson.
And the fallout of the morning.
Sitting up properly, she shifted around to face the door that led to the small set of stairs. Willow came down slowly, her feet dragging as though the rest of her weighed a thousand pounds.
“Are you okay?” Meriwa asked before she could think it through, and promptly rebuked herself.
Callik was right after all. It is rude to eavesdrop, and now Willow would know that’s what she’d been doing.
“I guess you heard all
