We headed to the MacKintosh dwelling fully surrounded. Graham had decided that we needed a full guard from now on. He had also decided that I would not be allowed to make any decisions by myself. I expected him to be furious with me, I thought he was going to lock me up tight and throw away the key, but he was more grateful for me being alive. He told me that it would be a while until he would touch me in that way. I had lots of bruising and tearing, cuts and scraps, he looked at me like I was a fragile Porcelain doll.
I held on tight to his chest as we crossed the valley, we were heading west, towards the harbor. Graham had gotten word that Callan was doing much better than at the beginning of the week. Callan was being transported to MacKintosh territory, he had no idea that we had gott
