He didn’t look remotely happy about the situation, but he knew it was better for me to deal with it just as well as I did. The whole situation needed to be dealt with by diplomacy, not with threats of violence. We slipped from the meeting cabin and headed around the back of it. I had never really seen much of the camp, but that side of it was surrounded by a mound of soil and grass, no doubt to keep people out. It was steep, and I struggled to keep my balance as we squeezed behind another cabin. As I slipped a little, Jackson reached out and grabbed my hand instinctively.
He might not have been able to read my mind like Brodie could, but Jackson definitely had the ability to sense what I needed and when. I held on to him as he guided me around the back of the cabin. I wanted to ask him wh
