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Luke knew enough not to tell her that she was beautiful, he knew what her reaction would be. Rolling onto his stomach, he grabbed the tv remote off Jasmine’s mattress. “Do you mind if I watch something?”
“Not at all, after what happened earlier, it will distract my mind.”
Luke nodded and turned the tv on and he was about to turn it when he recognized what was on the screen. “Look, that’s the emu farm.”
Brit turned onto her stomach and glanced at the tv. It sure was. She frowned. “What is this?”
“I don’t know...” he turned up the volume and said, “It looks like Dateline or something.”
They sat there and watched in silence as images from the farm flashed on the screen and heard the journalist announce that they were obtained from security cameras at a remote dog napping ring.
The next image had Brit’s blood freezing in her veins. It was of her, dangling from the tv tower just before Luke caught her. Which would have been fine, but they froze the image on her face... for anyone looking for her. Which now, thanks to Vince showing her the missing person’s photo, she knew they were, and they would know exactly where she was last seen, Pearl Lake.
“Look at that,” Luke said as the video started playing again. “They got a perfect shot of me catch...” He glanced her way and stopped. He took hold of her mattress and dragged it next to his. Gently he put his hand on her shoulder and said, “Brit, what is it?”
She turned and looked at him with tears streaming down her cheeks.
He wiped her cheek with his thumb. “What’s wrong?”
She grabbed his forearm and pulled herself up then threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly.
Luke was momentarily stunned but soon gathered her close to him, rubbing her back soothingly as she sobbed on his chest. When she was spent, he leaned back and wiped her cheeks with his thumbs, softly he said, “I think it’s time you told me what you did for a living.”
Chapter 12
Brit sat there stillas a stone while Luke had gone into the kitchen and made some tea. He was now standing before her, holding out the cup for her to take.
“Thank,” she mumbled.
“It’s no problem.” He sat down on his makeshift bed and patiently waited as she took a sip from her mug.
Looking straight ahead, Brit took a deep breath. “I lived in Toronto with my mother until she passed away.”
“I’m sorry. Here, give me your cup.” She handed it to him and waited while he sat both of their cups on the hearth, then he sat back on his mattress and looked at her.
“It’s okay... you didn’t know. My first job was answering phones for a call center. The pay was alright, but when she got sick, I had to quit to take care of her. Once the bills started piling up, I had to do something that would allow me to spend my days with her while the neighbor stayed with her at night.” She paused and looked at him. “Something that paid very well...”
