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As soon as I stepped into the house, the scent of Monday night dinner reached me. After half a day of helping Kira make those potions, I was starving.
“Where have you been all day?” Dad asked as I trudged into the dining room.
“With Kira and Allison.” I slouched into a seat next to Isadora. “You know, just hanging out.”
Dad and Keith dished up as I poured myself a glass of wine. It was required after the few days I’d had.
“Where’s Sandra?” I asked once I’d taken a swig.
She had every Monday night off just so we could all have dinner together.
“At the hospital helping with Michaela. Did you hear she’s in hospital?” Dad asked.
“I…” Nope, I wasn’t supposed to know that. “…didn’t. What’s wrong with her?”
“Multiple organ failure, and apparently no amount of angelic magic is working,” Dad said. “They think she’s only got a matter of days if she keeps deteriorating.”
Days?
I’d thought that in the hospital, Michaela would have been able to hold steady until Ben and I had our evidence. What if she didn’t have that time?
“Is George with her?” I asked.
“He’s sorting things out at home, but Morty is with her in his stead.”
Shoot. If George got back to the hospital, Michaela might just die before the night was out. I was going to have to accost Ben… right now.
“Be right back.” To my stomach’s annoyance, I turned my back on the cottage pie sitting on my plate and dashed back out to the car.
“What the hell are you going to do?” I asked myself as I drove out of the gates. “Drive up to the Everhart house and knock on the door?”
I wouldn’t make it across the threshold before someone attacked me. Considering that the Everhart family was about as big as the Arrowood family, the chances of Ben answering the door were pretty slim.
Okay, so knocking was a bad plan. But I had to do something.
I tapped the steering wheel with my thumbs in rapid succession.
This time of night, surely Ben would be at home for dinner. Did I wait outside and take a chance on him going out with his friends later?
After the revelation we’d just had, I fancied getting off my face on booze. But would he?
He’d had enough ragers with Tyler in the past, apparently. But would he indulge in that pastime so soon after his friend’s death?
How did I not know the man well enough to know this and yet I’d still…
I wanted to shudder, but the space between my thighs warmed.
I pinched myself on the neck and winced at the sting. “Do not think about that.”
The closer I got to the Everhart home, the stronger the urge to flee back to my house grew. I pulled the car in between an outcrop of trees off the road a ways down from the Everhart gate.
I was well into enemy territory, even parking this far from the house.
Possibilities flooded my brain as I sneaked through the trees to the stone wall that surrounded the Everhart estate, none of them helpful. But I had to choose one if I was going to save Michaela.
“Scouting out the house until I can find Ben and get his attention,” I muttered.
That was actually the best idea I had come up with so far. It would have to do.
