Chapter Five
Eve finished pouring herself a glass of tea as her mother stood beside her, fixing them both turkey sandwiches. She worried about Arlin, even though she knew three of the toughest men she knew surrounded him. Hell, Ezra had special forces training. If they did find Kyle, the weasel would never stand a chance.
“I like him,” she heard her mother say as she sliced into a tomato.
Eve turned to her, her mind still on Kyle, which made her mother’s statement confusing. “I’m sorry?”
Her mother placed the tomato on the sandwiches. “Arlin. I like him. I watched the two of you dancing last night, and you both seemed extremely happy.” She paused, leaning on the counter as she stared over at Eve. “It was good to see.” She turned back to finish the sandwiches. “I’ve been worried about y
