“Are you sure they’re expecting us, too?” “I’m sure.” She could tell Conall was trying to sound relaxed. It was absolutely no comfort to her at all that he had failed. He didn’t want to be here. She and the kids were camouflage, and she, for one, didn’t feel exuberantly leafy. The boys looked… Lia stole a glance over her shoulder. Surprisingly, although they looked nervous, they were also craning their necks as Conall turned into a driveway. Sorrel was the one who sat stiffly, her expression one of massive indifference that thinly masked anxiety. As if she had anything to fear. Lia, now, felt like a dumb lamb trotting through the chute into the slaughterhouse. Accompanied by a federal law enforcement agent, she was going to a potluck at a cop’s house. Where yet another guest was the local police chief. Way to avoid attention. Why, oh, why hadn’t she said gee, thanks, but no?
What do You think about The Call Of Bravery (2012)?
