Page 26 of Savage Knight
“Saxon,” she said softly.Gently.Hoping to calm his monster.“Call Jeremiah.Evren might be hurt.”
He blinked, and the inflamed lividity slowly burned out.“Lowen?”
“Yes,” she replied.“I’m here.N-no one is going to hurt you.”
He swallowed and stepped back, placing a hand to his head.“What happened?Did I have an episode?”
“Yes, and you’re safe now, but Evren might need your help, so please call Jeremiah.”
With a shaky hand, he brought his cell up and dialed.When it connected, he placed it on speakerphone.
“Sax?”
Saxon stared at her, and a sea of conflicting emotions rolled through them like rippling waves.Lowen decided to help him.
“Jeremiah,” she said.“I got a call that Evren’s hurt, but we can’t find him.”
“What?”
Then a new voice came on.
“I’m not hurt,” Evren said, and relief poured through her so sharp it brought grateful tears to her eyes.“Where and who called?”
“It was on your casino phone,” she answered.“But I don’t know who it was.”
The only thing heard were the muffled words between Jeremiah and Evren.
“Sax, are you there?”
She glanced up at him, and a frown marred his forehead.“Yes.”
“Do you mind hanging with Lowen until I get home?”
He took a shuddering breath and addressed her.“Do you mind being with me?”
His tone made him sound like a little lost boy.This was not the killer from the moment before.
“Not at all,” she replied.
Even though she’d first thought he was the same as Scias, Lowen now realized he was nothing like her ex-husband.Scias was cruel because it gave him pleasure, but Saxon’s pain drove him to protect himself.All she felt now was sorrow for whatever horror lay behind his blackout need to protect himself at all costs.
Saxon’s face crumbled.“Thank you.”
“Evren, it was obviously a prank,” she said.“Sax and I will be fine.I’ll have dinner ready when you get home.Jeremiah, you’re welcome too.”
She disconnected the call and glanced around the room.“Show’s over.”
The workers immediately went back to work, acting like they saw and heard nothing.
“Come, Saxon.If you have polish, I’ll paint your toenails.”
A grin spread across his mouth and he nodded.Then he held out his hand to her and she took it.
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That night, Jeremiahdidn’t turn up for dinner, so it was just she, Evren, and Saxon, who kept staring at his bright red toenails.In the back of her mind was the phone call, and she wondered if it had truly been a prank.It didn’t feel right and she had a sick feeling someone had gone fishing for information.Whatever it might or might not be, unease settled in the pit of her stomach.
