Chapter 27
“Is she hurt?”
“She’s all right. I just need to get her inside.”
“Hurry,” he said, stepping aside. Before he closed the door, he cast a suspicious gaze outside in a quick search. He looked up when he heard a helicopter in the distance and quickly closed the door.
“Her room,” Judas said.
The man lifted the hatchet up toward the landing. “Through the west wing, the third door on the left.”
Judas hurried up the stairs, his gaze furtively sliding toward the man and his hatchet until Sugar was safe in her room. He had just laid her down when she began erratically moving her head and mumbling. Judas couldn’t understand what she said but heard the names of her sons mingled with her speech. When he moved to get up, she laid a hand on his arm. “Please don’t leave me.”
“You’re safe now,” he assured her.
“Where am I?”
“Home.”
“Thank God,” she said and seemed to wilt.