I got up and headed out the door giving one low whistle to let the guys know it was time to get a move on. They came from all corners and levels of the house and fell in behind me at the door.
Mace stood in the entryway to the den, watching us. “I’m leaving her in your hands.” He just nodded his understanding, and I turned and left. It’s only when I felt the evening air brush against my skin that I realized what I’d said. No doubt the other three had caught on and were probably gearing up to stick their noses in my shit.
Thank fuck everyone was in work mode, and no one called me out. We walked through the darkness into the trees that lined the back of dad’s property. I’d chosen this spot when I scoped the place out before moving here. The building we were headed to fit in, not giving anything about its true purpose away.