The sisters shared a look, then Naomi stepped closer and held Nina’s hand. “It’s okay.”
That motherfucker. I felt my nostrils flare.
“If it’ll be easier, you can nod. I won’t ask questions.” I kept my voice soft and hoped none of my anger came through.
She nodded and looked up at me in tears. “He… hurt my friend, too.”
Well, shit.
I took a stab in the dark. “Hollie?”
She nodded, and her sister hugged her.
“I promise. I won’t let him hurt anyone else.” I shuddered out a breath. “You have my word.”
Naomi gave me a half smile. “Thank you.”
I pushed off the hood of my car and playing with my keys in my hand. “Do your parents know?”
“Yeah. But Nina refused to file a report.”
I pulled my wallet from my back pocket and flipped it open, pulling out a business card, and handed it to Naomi. “Call me if something happens.”
She let out a sigh of relief. “Thanks for being one of the good guys.”
“You bet. And Nina?” I peered around her sister to look her in the eyes. “You have my word.”
Nina let go of Naomi and wrapped her arms around me. “Thank you.”
When she released me, I got back in my car and watched the girls go inside the house. Then I turned my car around and headed back to Castle Hollow.
Chapter Fifteen
Anna
The mighty ghost hunters were off in the woods hunting for the supernatural, which gave me time to rage inside the inn.
“I know who I am. I know what I am. But I would never hurt a child!” I spun and threw a dirty plate at the wall. It shattered upon impact, sending shards all over the kitchen.
Jon sat quietly at the table, seething.
“Say something!” I slammed my hands on the table.
He lifted his shoulders casually. “He must die.”
“And not quickly.” I pushed off and paced the floor like a caged animal. “That would be too good for him.”
The main door opened, setting off the small chime to alert us, and Dom’s voice echoed in the foyer. “Anna! Jon!”
“Kitchen!” Jon called back and sat forward with his hands folded on the table, watching for Dom to enter.
His footfalls were heavy and quick and when he entered the kitchen, I saw the anger on his face. Before I could say a word, Jon spoke.
“Your suspicions were confirmed.”
“I am so pissed right now.” He snarled and reached up to pull his hair. “And disgusted.”
“As am I.” I stepped closer. “What has you bothered?”