Chapter 10 A Rather Unpleasant Lunch Party

• My heart was still pounding when my father and brother arrived. I hold tightly onto Catrin as we make our way to lunch, arranged to look like a garden party in the packhouse’s backyard.
• Catrin glanced toward a nearby treeline and then back at me. “You sure you're not imagining things? You've been through a lot.”
• “No, I’m not,” I sighed. “Besides, I didn’t see him in those trees. It was near the packhouse’s entrance.