Chapter 22

• Nona dropped the phone on the table like it had burned her hands. She covered her face with shaking hands. Dropping them, she looked at him. “I asked…years ago… they told me they let them lose after serving their purpose.” Exhaling a shaky breath, she pushed the chair back and got up. “My god. What have they done?” Picking up her dish, she walked into the kitchen.
• Shae watched her walk out, then looked back to Calum.
• “I’m sorry,” he said, the pain clear on his face, “I didn’t know if she knew.”