Page 4 of Clawed
“Honey.”Shannon squeezed Hannah’s fingers, and moving closer, she whispered into her ear.“There’s no one there.”
“What?”Hannah twisted around to the place Lawes had been standing, anticipating his pitiless smile, but to her incredulity, he was gone.“Where’s he gone?”The adrenaline rushing through her system was making it difficult to think.“He was right there.”
“Come on.”Tugging her toward the table, Shannon urged Hannah back to the relative sanctuary and ushered her onto the seat beside Milly.“Let’s talk.”
“What happened?”Milly’s gaze slid between her two friends.
“I saw Lawes.”Maybe it was only her imagination, but the music seemed to have subdued around them.
“The guy who hurt you?”Milly threw Shannon an apprehensive look.
“Yeah,” Hannah went on, trying to catch her breath.“He was in the club.”
Milly rubbed Hannah’s forearm.“There was no one there.The bartender delivered the drinks, and you just sort of stood there.”
“What?”Hannah’s brows knitted.“No.”That didn’t make sense.“He was there, Milly.He spoke to me.”
“It’s been a long night.”Shannon reached for her glass and drained half of the contents.“Why don’t we call an Uber and go home?You’re staying with me, Han, so I’ll make sure you’re okay.”
“No, I...”Hannah paused, unsure what she was going to say.
Was she about to insist she was all right?If so, maybe she ought to take a long look at herself first.
Either Lawes had truly been there to spook her—a prospect that terrified her half to death—or she’d imagined the entire encounter in the middle of a club.Both outcomes were troubling, at best.
“It’s okay.”Milly’s voice was soothing.“I’m ready to go home, anyway.”
“But I just got us cocktails.”Hannah gestured to her untouched gin.
“Drink up.”Shannon forced a smile as she pulled her phone from her purse.“I’ll order our ride home.”
Chapter Two
Consequences
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