As though protecting her from Butch.
Butch didn’t look too concerned. He did have some height and muscle on both Cash and Ralen.
But she’d seen them fight off several men at once. They shouldn’t be easily dismissed.
“Everything about this just seems a bit . . . crazy,” Butch said.
Crazy?
Was he calling her crazy?
“Not saying you’re crazy. The situation is.”
She guessed that he wasn’t wrong. If someone else told her all of this, perhaps she would doubt them.
But it was the truth.
And what right did he have to say that she was lying?
“How are you feeling?” Cash asked, moving in front of her so she couldn’t see Butch or Ralen.
She shrugged. How was she feeling? She really wasn’t sure. Even though she’d slept, she still felt exhausted.
Worried. Stressed.
“Right. Stupid question, huh? Sorry if we woke you.”
“What time is it?” she whispered.
“Eight. You slept for around two and a half hours.”
“I’ve found them!”
Addie jumped, glancing over in surprise as Sable raced toward them. Her top was still inside out and back to front. Had she not looked in the mirror yet?
“You found her sisters?” Cash asked.
“Yep,” Sable said smugly.
“Where are they?” Ralen asked. “Are they safe?”
Sable frowned. “At the moment.”
At the moment? What did that mean?
“Oh, it’s nothing bad. It’s just that your oldest sister is apparently getting on the chief’s last nerve. I’m friends with someone who works there, and he said if we don’t come and get her soon, the chief will probably lock her up and throw away the key.”
Chief?
Did that mean . . .
“They’re at the police station?” Cash asked.
“Yep, so you better get over there quickly.”
“Right, let’s go then,” Cash said, before turning to her. “You want to come too, Addie?”
“She should stay here,” Butch said. “Safer.”
