“Victim’s Assistance?”I heard Hank ask quietly.
“Give her a minute,” Mo replied in the same tone, holding meclose but pulling me closer.Then in my ear, “What do you feel?”
Terrified.
Plastic sheets.
His arms tightened further.“What do you feel, sweetheart?”
“Y-you.”
“Me,” he agreed.“Where am I?”
“R-right here.”
“Right here.With you.Are you safe?”
I forced myself to nod, but the movement felt foreign, likeI’d never done it before.
And I couldn’t stop shaking.
Man, it was so cold.
“Get her sister here,” Mo ordered.
“On it,” Eddie said.
“And her mom,” Mo went on.
“Got that,” Tex replied.
“I’m okay.I’ll b-be okay.Don’t worry them,” I said to Mo’schest.
“Lottie?”
“Y-yeah?”
“Shut up.”
“’Kay.”
Still trembling (okay, more like shaking), I pushed closerto Mo.
And he held on.
ChapterEleven
I Hit the Mother Lode
Mo
“Fuck, Mo.I’m so sorry.I didn’t know.”
Lawson hit him with that the second his foot hit the groundfloor after he left Lottie in bed with her mother and sister.
Mo looked to the man.
He looked wrecked.
