Each question they peppered me with was like a barb into my back. “What did you do?” Boone asked. “Why’d you hurt Jason?” That one was Abby. “Are you even going to talk about what happened?” Boone again. On the top step I spun on them, my arms trembling. “Just give me a second to breathe!” Startled, they paused and regarded me warily. Guilt crept in. I hadn’t meant to snap, but it seemed better than giving them the truth. That the anger had won out momentarily. Instead of answering, I passed over the threshold and into my sanctuary. As soon as I was clear, the door slammed shut behind me. “Quinn!” Boone shouted, immediately banging on the door. I reached out to open it before I thought the action through. Of course I couldn’t. Figured I’d be used to that by now. “It’s time for us to talk. In private.” My spine stiffened as I turned to face Kalfu. He stood in the middle of the room, top hat tilted rakishly on his head. Even in this man’s presence, the heartbreak I’d just experienced leaked through.
